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He seized Mr. Lin by the legs crying out, "Scold me! scold me!"
His life had been one long fight against poverty.
Besides the rags on her back there was only one thing she could call her own, a tiny soapstone image of the goddess Kwan-yin, which she had found one day while walking in the sand.
She would flee far away from the dark water, for she loved the bright sunshine and the land.
