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... r small figure maintaining perfect posture. Her delicate, fair hands gripped a writing brush as she carefully wrote line after line of graceful characters on the white paper before her.
The little girl was only nine years old, yet her calligraphy already hinted at the refinement of a master.
After finishing the poem, Zhu Cici carefully held the rice paper with both hands, lifting it toward the warm sunlight. She gazed at the elegant characters she had transcribed, words that had ...
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