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    It’s 17th February. My parents and me watched the firework at that evening. I watched it carefully. It was beautiful and amazing. It looked like flowers and stars. It’s shiny and colorful. I saw a lot of colors. For example, green, red, yellow and so on. I clapped my hands. And my parents told me it’s very dangerous, we can’t play it in the city.

    We were very happy. We love it. We will remember it forever.

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