On November 8th, from 6 a.m. to 6 a.m., I went to help my roommate take elective classes at 8 a.m., slept against the railing, and returned to the dormitory at 10 a.m. and slept until 5 p.m.

At night, I heard my mother say that a man in the village whose name was my uncle died of myocardial infarction, and a good person suddenly died, and he had to cherish his body in the future, and he had to stay up late.

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