It was 12 o'clock, and I got up from bed lazily

The winter in this small town is really shivering and shivering, and I just want to hide under the covers all day to keep warm

Dad made a hot dish, so he mustered up the courage to jump out from under the bed

I'm going to taste the winter morning,

Dad is not afraid of the cold to cook

I'm going to taste this full pair

It's all a soup made by calloused hands

It's so unpalatable

It's so unpalatable

It's like that year when the crops were washed away by the flood

The food that was planted was bitter and bitter

It's like that year when corn was ravaged by hail

It's black and mushy, and it's sour and soft

There is no taste of protein at all

I can't figure it out

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