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Small brown dog sits on a log with a Santa hat and looks at a decorated Christmas tree in the forest with Santa Claus.

Children are running around the yard, looking for something. The children are Western children. The season is spring.

Christmas; many cups with various patterns arranged in a circle; Christmas tree; snow falling; realistic; distant view;

A male teacher from Desheng Middle School, 35 years old, Chinese nationality, short hair, very handsome, fair skin, tall and straight figure, wearing a well-tailored suit, gold-rimmed glasses, hands behind his back, standing in the computer lab, with sunlight streaming through the window illuminating his profile.

a woman drawn in the style of Manara wearing a pencil skirt suit and white stockings. She is sitting on a table. Her head is buried in her hands.

a woman drawn in the style of Manara wearing a pencil skirt suit and white stockings. She is leaning on a table. Her head is buried in her hands.

A young man is standing at the edge of a cliff, wearing a green floral dress and holding a white rose in his left hand. He has a red bag hanging from the end of a long stick slung over his shoulder. Beside him, a white dog is looking at the young man, and above his head, the sun is shining brightly. He is wearing a laurel wreath on his head, and behind him, there are waves. He is wearing yellow pants and yellow boots.

Like a big brother, and Sister Simplice was going to do the same. As he rose from the table, there was a knock at the door.
"Come in," said the bishop.
The door opened. A strange and violent group appeared at the threshold. Three men were holding the collar of a fourth. The three men were gendarmes. The other was Jean Valjean.
The gendarme who appeared to be leading the group was standing near the door. He entered and approached the bishop, giving a military salute.
"Monsieur le Monseigneur—" he said.
At these words, Jean Valjean, who seemed melancholy and dejected, raised his face in an air of astonishment.
"Monsieur le Monseigneur!" he muttered. "So it is not the curé?...
"Silence!" said the gendarme. "It is my lord the bishop."
Meanwhile, Monseigneur Bienvenu approached as quickly as his age allowed.
"Ah! Here you are!" he exclaimed, seeing Jean Valjean. "I am glad to see you. Well, but! I gave you the candlesticks too, they are made of silver like the others, and you might have two hundred francs for them. Why did you not carry them away with the cutlery?"
Jean Valjean opened his eyes and gazed at the venerable bishop with an expression that no human tongue could describe.

Small brown dog sits on a log wearing a Santa hat and looks at a decorated Christmas tree in the woods.

A female teacher, around 30 years old, with big wavy hair, brown-black eyes, an oval face, smiling, slim, wearing a light yellow long dress, a gold necklace, no glasses, holding a pointer in front of the classroom blackboard, teaching Chinese. A beam of sunlight shines in through the window, in an anime style.