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The Guest of Star
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The Guest of Star Little star looked out of her window and saw that the wheat had fallen asleep from thirst. A draught had come. She asked the moon to call the clouds and ask them to come and rain. Moon could not help but led her to dig the ground until her fingers felt wet. Moon was sitting next to her in the puddle and wheat were looking happily at them. |
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