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母亲下世的第六天，当时家中只有我一个人，我僵坐在窗前，哀哀地哭着，突然心底里产生出一个念头：这回好了，没有人管我了。
The sixth day of my mother’s next life, at that time, I was alone in the family. I sat stiffly at the window and cried with sorrow. Suddenly, my mind gave birth to a thought: no one took charge of me this time.