There was a heavy thunderstorm. I was telling Xiao Zhuang about rainbows that come after the rain, that lightning precedes the thunder, the thunder precedes the rain and the rain precedes the rainbow. She ran to the front gate and shouted "Lightning, please tell the rainbow to come after rain, ok?"
Her imagination is sure unbounded. Let's try and keep that as long as we can.
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