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Eating a bowl of noodles
Slurping the squiggly lines to extinction.

Gulping down the boiling hot broth
Coughing a bit, breathing a lot.

Wishing everyone a happy new year.
Climbing the hills to nowhere
Enjoying each step,
With sweat and exhaustion
Still with smile and joy on our faces;
Rose blooming on everyone's cheek
Top of the mountain, I see
Time comes to an end but with wondérful memories engraved in our brain.

— The End —