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Sometimes,
especially in moonlight nights, I could not get to sleep for a long time. And I
unwittingly remembered how Mother loved moonlight nights and the frogs' croak.
And then, when I was really alone in the field lying on the lock of straw I
ceased feeling my loneliness; in spirit, I talked to Mother and got off to
sleep during that conversation lulled by frogs.
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