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Xishui: Xishui, in Hubei Province.

If life is a book in the days of youth, then the days of youth are the most beautiful color pages in the book; If life is a play, then the days of youth are the most wonderful scene in the play; If life is a special journey from birth to death, with youth, we can see the most beautiful scenery along the way.

With youth, we have a colorful future and colorful dreams.

Life is fifteen or sixteen years old, how to change the beautiful flower season and rainy season of super whales! We are no longer naughty, but learn to be a steady self.

We are no longer as delicate as children, but have learned to be able to bear ourselves.

We no longer cry for the loss of a doll, nor are we sad for a trivial matter.

In our young days, we all learned to have courage and how to struggle and make progress.

We are all working hard, because we all understand that we should make full use of the best moments in our lives to show our strength.

We grow up, but we don't know when we learned silence and melancholy.

We often sit by the window alone, looking at the tall buildings and blue sky in the distance, recalling the wonderful or dull scenes around us and our past.

When we are upset, we may not say a word to others all day. We seem to feel the loneliness and sadness peculiar to adults.

We are thinking, remembering and feeling the bitterness brought by youth ... When we were fifteen or sixteen, we didn't understand why our parents were so harsh and our teachers were always so strict with us. We even complain that they want us to spend our only youth in the ocean of books and learning.

We even always want to ask our teachers and parents, "Is this how your spent his sixteen or seventeen years old?" We need more time to do what we like to enrich our lives.

When we were fifteen or sixteen, we also realized the happiness that life brought us.

We can go hiking with friends and feel the infinite warm spring; In hot summer, we go swimming in rivers, lakes and seas; On a crisp autumn day, several partners went hiking together and picked some red maple leaves from books as the best commemoration of this autumn; In the snowy winter, we will be as naughty as children, chasing and playing in the snow-covered playground, leaving a string of footprints in the soft snow ... When we were fifteen or sixteen years old, we worshipped the chic of pop singers and appreciated the madness in rock singers' songs. We like da? The images of things in Finch's works are realistic, and he also praised Picasso's abstract masterpieces. We are indignant at the injustice in the world and moved by the little truth in the world; We used to cry silently for the tragic fate of Lin Daiyu in the cold night, and we were intoxicated by our favorite Xi Murong ... Young people may be like this: our hearts are full of * * * but sometimes they show a little calmness, and there is a little sentimentality in the activities ... Young people are eager for true friendship and a little love and warmth from relatives and friends.

When you are cold and helpless in the stormy street, do you want to have a small umbrella to support your shoulders? When you are most depressed and sad, do you also long for a few sincere and warm words? When I was lonely, I suddenly received a letter from a distant friend. Do you really understand "However, when China keeps our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor"? ..... I once doubted that all good things must come to an end, but I didn't really understand the meaning of this sentence until my old classmates and friends broke up for several years.

Writing a composition with the title of "In the Days of Being" hurried by in the hard days, and it was too late to remember and retain, so the days slipped away.

I haven't tasted the joy of entering a higher school and the romance of my sophomore year. Suddenly, senior three came and caught me off guard.

After the rain, the buds turned green, and the world took on a new look.

When I was fascinated by the green grass on the roadside, my companions were busy reciting "Peach blossoms wither in spring, too soon"; When I was in Biquan, my companions were busy understanding "pointing out the mountains, inspiring words, dung in Wan Huhou"; When I was walking in the winding path of the campus, my companions were running quickly to the classroom.

Suddenly found himself behind the times.

Some people say that senior three is very tired and busy, some people say that senior three is depressed and confused, and some people say that senior three is full and happy.

It seems impossible for senior three not to work hard.

So, I stepped up my steps to follow up.

How many beats can life have? Senior three should be a day of struggle.

But you can't be a headless fly. You should grasp the compass of life.

Yes, the hurried pace of senior three is only the external appearance, and the deep pursuit is the true meaning of senior three.

Expect in the struggle, chase in the expectation, and watch the sunrise and sunset with dreams.

Like a dead eagle, like a carp jumping into the river, I found my dream home.

So, I rushed to the sky and jumped into the blue waves.

In the days of chasing dreams, I am happy, and in the days of struggle, I am happy.

Silently, in my heart, I touch my dreams again and again.

Although I often encounter failures, I am not afraid. I regard failure as the cornerstone of success. Although I often encounter setbacks, I am not discouraged. I regard setbacks as a whip to help me move forward and push me forward.

Thick accumulation and thin hair, thick morality.

Only by constantly absorbing nutrition can we go home with full load in the harvest season.

Jason said: "Bad luck can only eliminate the weak. Even if this disaster is blocked, it will sink in another disaster.

But the strong will stay and go on their own way.

"I want to be strong, so I'm not afraid of bad luck. Bad luck is like rough sand on the road of life.

All I have to do is polish them into sparkling pearls.

The more bad luck you overcome, the closer you are to your dream.

Senior three, although boring, is also happy. The greater the depression, the higher the enthusiasm.

Long-term depression has honed us into heroic soldiers, and we struggle with difficulties with our hands and wisdom.

We overcome failure with strong will and hope. At the turning point of senior three, we shouted to the distance, and we were full of fighting spirit in thanking Mr.

Once upon a time, frivolity was restrained, once upon a time, ambition was ignited.

We gradually get used to smelling chickens and dancing, getting used to learning without getting tired, and getting used to the haste and bitterness of senior three.

We are sailing, we have hope, and we will bloom in the golden June sunshine, making youth and Wan Li fragrant.

The composition on the topic of "Heaven" should be no less than 600 words. It's still raining outside the window. The water drops on the window eaves rolled down like a broken bead curtain, and I watched the water drops roll down from my eyes. In an album on my desk, in a primary school in graduation photo, more than 50 familiar and unfamiliar faces smiled at me.

It's been two years. It has been more than two years since I graduated from primary school. Two years is enough to fade the memory of many years. Many people's voices in the photos have been forgotten, and even some people's names have been forgotten. I only remember that everyone jumped squares on the playground, secretly bought snacks on the way to school, and exchanged 1 yuan and two-yuan greeting cards with the pocket money accumulated at Christmas.

Everyone ran and played in the sun, thinking that they could play happily together for a long time, but two years ago today, after the graduation exam, they hurried through my life and even forgot to say goodbye to each other.

It's been two years, and it's almost two years since I entered junior high school. Today next year, when the senior high school entrance examination is over, everyone will go to their ideal middle school, go their separate ways and pass by me.

How time flies! We have experienced intense exams and colorful classes together, and now we are all very busy. Let's sit down and think about it. When I first entered junior high school, the excitement and shyness of my first acquaintance seemed to be yesterday, but I was about to face the sadness of separation.

I like a person riding a bicycle and passing strangers on the way to school, secretly watching them and imagining their experiences and where they are going.

I think this is also a kind of fate. Although there is a saying: "It's fate to meet thousands of miles away, but we can't meet each other", they can pass me by at the same time and place in the vast sea of people. Although they never said a word, in retrospect, fate is really a wonderful thing.

Standing on the long road of life, people walk through my life every day and meet completely different people every day.

Perhaps, many years later, we will stand at the end of time, count every intersection of life, those shining intersections, and sing a touching Millennium song.

From the day after a person was born, he had a "yesterday". Since a person has an idea, he will think of yesterday endlessly. Everyone has a mature idea when thinking about yesterday. He has spent yesterday, recalled yesterday, thought about yesterday ... remember yesterday! We children aged 15 and 16 have a colorful childhood. What a happy and carefree childhood. I remember playing with my friends in kindergarten. Remember the time when I was close to the lovely little white rabbit; I remember that children's day when my parents took me to travel ... countless "that time" interwoven into a picture I can't forget. Remember yesterday! We will recall the stupid things we committed in those years again and again; Broke a classmate's pen but quietly ran away with apologies; I did badly in the exam, so I signed my parents' names. A prank made my friend cry ... with regret, the past clearly came to my eyes. Embarrassed, I meditated on those unpleasant past events in real life. Yesterday's events have passed, as Pushkin said. "If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you will also miss the stars." That's true, but who will give up the idea of remembering yesterday for fear of "missing"? I think yesterday is a part of a person's life, so when we face the past days, we will give it endless memories and thoughts. The terrible thing about amnesia is that there is no past in people's minds, and they don't often recall and think about yesterday. What is the difference between people with amnesia? In the face of the passing days, it has brought people thick cushions, and it is also an enormous spring. When we remember yesterday, spring will take us to another height in life. Remember yesterday! With youth, we should remember yesterday. Yesterday's joy and pain, yesterday's luck and misfortune, yesterday's success and failure. Everything yesterday deserves our serious attention. When thinking about the past days, we have another starting point, so we think about yesterday and mature. ...

Help write a composition on the topic of "Heaven", thank you! For us, the best day is Children's Day every year.

This year's Children's Day, my father is even more ingenious, taking me to see the ice sculpture exhibition.

Today, God makes it beautiful, and takes the beautiful sunshine as a gift for our Children's Day, so that the original cheerful mood becomes happier now.

When I came to the amusement park, there were countless people playing there.

At this time, the father said, "Look, there are so many people, and people are so crowded that they can't breathe! These people are shoulder to shoulder with their heels touching their toes. Our hero doesn't suffer immediate losses. How about I take you to the ice sculpture exhibition? " Hearing my father's suggestion, I quickly agreed.

Soon, dad bought tickets at the ticket office, and we went into the ice sculpture room to rent clothes.

Get dressed, we have everything except the east wind! We were wrapped like a "big spring roll" and went into the ice sculpture room.

God, it's so cold in here! It's still hot outside, but now there's a big change in 1800! In the ice sculpture room, I was shivering with cold, rubbing my body with my hands from time to time, my face was red and green with cold, and my eyes were white. I really couldn't stand it! However, I will keep my eyes open again and visit this beautiful ice sculpture! Wow, there are many strange things in the ice room, and they are colorful and beautiful! At this time, we seem to have come to a crystal castle and visited these crystal clear and dazzling ice sculptures.

Among the ice sculptures, the most powerful one is the crystal dragon chair! Since the dragon chair has entered my eyes, I have decided that it is in my bag! So, I can't wait to rush to the dragon chair, sit on it and look down. Wow, it really feels condescending, majestic and extraordinary, but it still feels like a king!

In science class, we did many experiments.

This semester, I studied and observed the tiny world under the microscope.

Among these experiments, what impressed me the most was the small experiment of observing microorganisms in water.

We came to the nature room that day and saw a small brown box and a tray in the second, fourth and sixth rows of each group.

There is a microscope for students in the box. There are measuring cups, tweezers, droppers, slides and cover glasses in the tray. Ah! How complete! This class must be about observing the sewage that the teacher asked us to bring last week, right? When the bell rang, Teacher Liang said to us, "Today, we are going to learn Lesson 7 and observe the life world around us with a microscope (III). Please turn to page 17. In this lesson, we will observe the microorganisms in sewage.

Then he asked, "Did you bring the sewage I asked you to bring last time?" "Yes!" We answer together.

"After explaining the requirements of the experiment, we began to do the experiment.

We pour the sewage into the measuring cup first, then suck some water with the dropper, drop a drop on the glass slide, and finally cover it with a cover glass, and the specimen is ready! Then we carefully took the microscope out of the box and gently put it on the table by the window, so that the light was much stronger.

I adjusted the mirror, pressed the plate clamp, clamped the specimen, adjusted it to the center of the light hole of the objective table, then took off my glasses and watched the eyepiece slowly turn the adjusting knob.

Ah! I saw it! This is a small blue "world". There are some bubbles on the ground, and there is an iceberg on the right, but I can't see anything! Hey! Who told Cui Yifan to bring her mother's mop water instead of sewer water? At this time, Zheng Nan shouted happily to this teacher Liang: "Teacher Liang! We see something moving here! " I hurried to see them, really! There are some bugs crawling around in it, very fast! Teacher Liang came to have a look and shouted to the class: "Come and see, Zheng Nan has paramecium here!" " "When the students heard the sound of running, I hurried away and marveled at the magical little world in this small drop of water.

Write a composition on the topic "Ordinary days are wonderful". I put a chair on the balcony.

The sultry summer makes it impossible for me to stay indoors. Even the little turtle in the water tank surfaced, looking funny.

It's already afternoon, and the river breeze not far away blows into this town, bringing coolness to people who have been busy all day.

Below the balcony is a complete corridor, and people always pass by.

I brought a thick novel and made a cup of green mountains and green waters.

The man across the street who repaired shoes and tires has already started packing. Today, he looks very happy, perhaps because of his family's birthday, or because of his and his wife's wedding anniversary! Because just now, his wife greeted him with a bright red carp and a big bag of vegetables to find something to eat at home, and then he sang a song with a very rich voice and some unique tones in Cang Sang.

Just as he packed his things and was about to leave on a tricycle, a middle-aged woman's voice came from a distance: "Master Zhang, please wait a moment, Master Zhang.

He turned his head and saw the woman pushing a bicycle, panting.

"Turned out to be a small round his mama! Is the car broken? " "Yes, yes, just arrived in Zhangjiapo, I don't know who dropped a few bottles on the way down the mountain.

And it's all white glass, and it's downhill

You said you could think of anyone who was so wicked that he almost didn't throw me into the river-so I'm sorry to bother you so late.

""well-well, you wait.

"Say that finish, Master Zhang took out a few tools and began to repair bicycles-a fashionable woman with her children crossed the aisle.

The little guy suddenly broke free from his mother's hand and ran to the front.

Mom kept telling me in the back.

The boy suddenly stopped again. He bent down and held out his chubby little hands. There is a piece of paper on the ground. That's ten cents. He picked it up, held it over his head and turned to show it off to his mother.

That woman has run behind, sweating profusely. She hugged the child and touched his head.

Only then did she realize that the leather shoes on her feet were cut by something, and she began to complain to the children: "I told you not to be naughty, so you ran around." Now, mom's shoes are broken. "

"She found that Master Zhang had not left work, so she went over and said," Master Zhang, I'm still busy. Can you help me repair my shoes? "Master zhang looked at his watch and nodded.

Xiao Yuan's bicycle was badly damaged, and one * * * made up three missing eyes.

Master Zhang wiped a sweat and took the shoes handed over by the woman. The child ran over and said, "mom, I'm coming." I didn't let your shoes break. When I went down the mountain just now, there was a lot of glass on the ground.

"The woman pulled the child up and looked at Master Zhang, who was full of sweat.

The shoes were repaired quickly, and the woman handed me a ten-yuan note.

Master Zhang declined to say forget it.

Finally, the woman had to take out another fifty cents, and Master Zhang spared her life and took it.

It's getting dark, and the backs of women and children soon disappear.

At this moment, Master Zhang's wife came: "I said, what's wrong with you today? Why don't you come back when the food is cold?

Master Zhang accompanied a smiling face: "Have you been drinking?" ""This-this-I bought it, but on the way-""What happened on the way? " "I accidentally fell down.

"The wife a face of innocence.

Master Zhang's face suddenly changed and he rode away in the opposite direction. His wife shouted, "What are you doing? It's so late.

""you go home for dinner first, I have something to do, I'll be back soon.

"The speeding car soon disappeared.

I closed my unread book and took a sip of tea. Father invited me to dinner.

After dinner, I went to move chairs and teacups, and saw a thin figure in the corridor, trying to drive back on a tricycle. When I saw it, it turned out to be Master Zhang, but there was an extra broom on the car, and some dirt fell on it-

On that warm day, friendship is a lamp in the dark, warming your heart; Friendship is a pair of warm hands. If you fall in fate, it will help you stand up. Friendship is a plank. When you are overturned by the rough waves, it will come up to save you.

I have had such an experience.

It was a cold day, with white clouds floating in the sky and a biting cold wind blowing on the ground, and even wearing thick cotton-padded clothes would feel a little chill.

I was walking on the way to the canteen, and the cold wind came on me, which made me shudder.

On my way back to the classroom, I accidentally tripped over a stone. When I got up, I felt colder than before.

At first glance, it turned out that the newly bought cotton-padded coat had a big hole and its arm was scratched. The cold wind blows into my clothes mercilessly, and the pain on the wound can still be felt.

It hurts like a knife.

Still in * * *, I found that the rice in my hand was thrown not far ahead. I walked over and looked, and all the rice in it was spilled. I looked at the sky again. At this point, the sky has become overcast. I walked slowly back to the classroom with a lunch box without rice.

When I returned to the classroom, I saw my classmates eating happily.

I can't help feeling sour. My good friend XXX saw my embarrassment and asked, "What's the matter with you?" Although this is just an ordinary and simple sentence, it makes me cry. I wiped my eyes and told him exactly what had just happened. After hearing this, he immediately took off his cotton-padded clothes and put them on me with trembling hands.

XXX is a thin person who is not cold-tolerant. I saw him go to the podium trembling and introduce me to everyone.

After listening to this, everyone gave you some advice. I filled my lunch box full.

XXX gave me some rice, and every grain seemed to shine. She is actually a big fat girl, and she usually doesn't even have enough to eat for herself. XXX gave me some green vegetables, which gave off a faint fragrance. In fact, I had a fight with him a few days ago and ignored each other for a long time.

Suddenly, a warm current rushed from the soles of your feet to your heart, flowing all over your body, and the wound suddenly miraculously stopped hurting; The pain in my heart eased and tears welled up in my eyes. At this moment, my mood can't be calmed for a long time.

I ate this box lunch and thought it was the best meal in the world. I ate with relish, because this box lunch contains the deep friendship between my classmates and me.

The friendship between classmates has always decorated me, making me a person whose wealth is as dazzling as diamonds, as precious as jade and as expensive as gold in the world!

Write a composition with the theme of "Let me ()" in 600 words, and be sure to be yourself ... "An unforgettable day" When school was over this afternoon, the weather was very cold and it rained heavily soon.

But I only wore a thin coat without an umbrella.

I walked home along the muddy sidewalk, braving the wind and rain.

The cold wind blew, and I kept sneezing and shivering with cold.

Suddenly I found a classmate holding an umbrella in front of me, so I ran after her in three steps.

I want to shelter from the rain under his umbrella.

But it was already late, and two classmates were already under his umbrella.

In desperation, I had to shrink my shoulders and lower my head, struggling to move forward.

Walking, I heard someone calling me behind me. When I turned around, it turned out to be our music teacher, Miss Zhang.

Teacher Zhang lives near Little Wild Goose Pagoda and comes home from school every day.

She saw that I was thin and didn't have an umbrella, so she quickly handed me the umbrella and took off my coat and put it on for me.

I looked at the teacher wearing thin clothes in the wind and rain and said excitedly, "Teacher Zhang, this can't be done.

You'll freeze.

Teacher Zhang touched my head and smiled and said, "Good boy, I know I love my teacher." .

However, the teacher will work overtime today and won't go back.

Hurry home with an umbrella, or your mother will be worried if she freezes.

"I looked at the teacher with a grain of salt and was inexplicably excited.

Seeing that I was still hesitating, the teacher kept urging me: "Hurry home!" Otherwise it will rain heavily again later.

"I believed the teacher and said," Thank you, teacher. I will definitely return your clothes and umbrella to you tomorrow.

"I put on my teacher's clothes under an umbrella and suddenly felt a lot warmer.

When I walked home, I thought, what a good teacher! Just like mom.

Tomorrow, when I return my umbrella and clothes to my teacher, I must send her a bunch of flowers to express my gratitude.

The teacher will be very happy to see these flowers ... The next day, I came to the teacher's office with flowers, and Teacher Zhang was not there.

Teacher Ma, who works in the office, told me, "Teacher Zhang is ill.

I said, "Didn't Teacher Zhang work overtime last night and didn't come home?" Teacher Ma said, "Teacher Zhang just called and said that he got caught in the rain and had a high fever when he came home yesterday. He is taking a drip! " After listening to Teacher Ma's words, my eyes filled with tears.

Teacher Zhang, you got caught in the rain for me! You take off your clothes and let me put them on, so I won't be cold; He lent me his umbrella so that I wouldn't get caught in the rain.

Today, it should not be you who are sick, but me! After school in the afternoon, several classmates and I went to see Mr. Zhang.

We pooled our pocket money and bought a big cake for our teacher.

We each have a flower in our hand.

We came to the teacher's house. Teacher Zhang just finished intravenous drip and fell asleep sweetly.

We seem to see that she is having a sweet dream.

Without disturbing her, we gently put the cake on the cupboard in front of her bed and put the blooming flowers in her delicate vase. ...

Years are long, time flies, and the earth of * * * rotates endlessly, turning into a clear and loud voice, turning away a sadness and desolation.

Thus, life has the cycle of life and death, the echo of coming and going, and the loyalty and trust of waiting.

"I won't regret that my belt is getting wider, and I will be haggard for Iraq.

"It was a kind of waiting suffering, a kind of loyalty to the harmony of life and love.

Perhaps, the vicissitudes of life here are the kind of tenderness and sweetness of "cutting without stopping."

Deliberate pursuit is not necessarily a rational choice. Remember "looking for him in the crowd for thousands of Baidu, suddenly looking back, that person is in the dim light"? Focusing on this, perhaps waiting is a higher realm.

Why not try to let the vicissitudes of life find your feelings? "The Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves are heroes.

Success or failure has turned empty, the green hills are still there, and the sunset is a few degrees red.

"Heroes don't need to wait for vicissitudes. Wolong Kongming, who was "successful in eight battles", ended up with a "full face" without tears.

Endless vicissitudes, passive ambitions. How many heroes and heroines "died without regrets, and their ambitions were not paid", and in the end there were only endless regrets, and even not many people "made a name for themselves".

The vicissitudes of life have no choice, whether you are a hero or a mortal, can we only wait helplessly? After vicissitudes of life, you will feel alive; In life, there will be persistence in struggle.

Who says life is the most precious? Who said that fate is the most unfair; Who says life is the most bumpy?

What kind of experience, what kind of lessons, what kind of love cycle, is not the cry of the wise who have waited for vicissitudes.

The mountain is silent, which is a towering vicissitudes. After waiting, it is not just a hesitation.

The silence of the sun and the moon is a vicissitudes of dedication, which brings new hope to the future after everything is over.

The silence of history is a dignified vicissitudes, and it is all the ideals waiting for future generations to learn from and explore.

Perhaps, all this is the embryonic form of vicissitudes of life, waiting for eternity, or just a kind of melancholy with a blank fate.

Waiting for vicissitudes of life is not passively putting yourself into extinction, but grasping the hope of the years and letting the feeling of preparing for a rainy day lead you far away.

Don't be afraid of melancholy and infinite emotions.

When the alarm clock of the years turns into a clear sound around the beam.

Friends, waiting for the vicissitudes of life may be just a sigh of fate, but don't underestimate it, it may be the only one in life ... The garden in early spring is beautiful, with bright yellow seedlings, crystal dew and harmonious spring breeze, just like a poem with Kubinashi rhyme and a song with Kubinashi music. I always like to take a book with me and sit quietly in the garden, listening to the sound of spring when Chun Yan is whispering. I still sit on my favorite bench, because there are clusters of lush Spring Festival greetings next to the bench. Buds are dotted on the branches, just like beautiful notes inlaid on the staff, composing a spring movement. "Small ball, banana pear, Malanhua 2 1, 28256, 28257 ..." A string of silvery children's voices blended into this movement. Not far from here. That spring, we met in the garden almost every day. However, I obviously feel that there are also a pair of eyes paying attention to this group of happy elves-a pair of unique eyes. One day, I found these eyes hidden behind the flowers of spring: beautiful without a trace of aura, and the fundus is full of darkness and chaos. This is a little girl in a gray dress. She hid behind the flowers and watched other friends bungee jump during the Spring Festival. Although she has an almost flawless face, her vacant eyes always stay in one direction-the direction from which the string of silvery laughter came. "The next day, the situation is still the same. On the third day, it was still like this ... The note-like winter jasmine has quietly permeated all the staff. The spring breeze exploded. The staff swung gently, shaking out cheerful laughter: "Haha ... 38356, 38357 ..." Finally, one day, the elf who jumped the rubber band also found these eyes. " ""What's your name? " "Can you jump rubber bands, too?" There was a silence after a series of questions. The girls seem to notice her students. A little girl held out her hand and waved it in front of her. Suddenly, everyone understood everything. He seemed to feel the change of everyone and buried his head deeply in the gray collar. An older girl took her hand and said, "Come and play with us!" " "I ... I can't dance." "Never mind, we will teach you." "yes! We will teach you. " "hey! You haven't said your name yet! "... from that day on, a little girl in a green dress can often be seen in the garden, surrounded by many friends, skipping and singing:" Little ball, banana pear, Malan bloom 21 ... "Flourishing clusters of winter jasmine are also swaying symphonies, accompanying her ..." ... 28256, 28257 ... "A flower.

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