摘 要: | Once I read a story. The story told of a boy who wanted to meet God. He knew the way was long, so he packed1 his suitcase with food and drink. He started his journey. When he had walked about three blocks2, he met an old woman. She was sitting in the park, staring at something and looked as if she were lost. The boy sat next to her and opened his suitcase.
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