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Lily sat in her bright classroom, sunlight streaming through the windows, as Mrs. Zhang explained the Chinese Zodiac. A large poster of the twelve animals hung at the front, each representing a different year. Lily, with short brown hair and a red hairband, raised her hand eagerly. "I'm a Rabbit!" she exclaimed when asked about the Rabbit animal. The other students smiled, but Lily's attention stayed fixed on the Zodiac chart. She was fascinated by the Rabbit, a symbol of gentleness, peace, and cleverness. What did it really mean to be a Rabbit? She imagined herself hopping through fields, quick and graceful, always avoiding trouble. But there was so much more to discover. As Mrs. Zhang continued, Lily’s mind wandered to the question of why she was born in the Year of the Rabbit. The bell rang, but Lily was already excited to ask Grandma what it truly meant.