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my dream


One night, I made a strange dream. I grew up to be a big girl. I was 20 years old this year. I stood on the podium. A yellow-haired old man is giving me a Lobel Prize. My excitement of tears has flowed out. I am proud to tell him in English that I am a Chinese. That award is really beautiful. Because I invented green rice, I am very popular with people all over the world. I hold the certificate back. Going to my hometown. My hometown people are happy. They throw me up high and my dreams are awakened.

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