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A girl was standing there.

The girl trembled with fear.

The girl turned to look this way.

The girl looked around.

The young girl laughed carelessly.

I wonder if the girl's illness will be cured.

Timidly, the girl opened her mouth.

The girl did not take the fork.

The girl's body rolled over.

Then the girl burst into laughter.

The girl was starved for entertainment.

The girl did not say anything.

In that moment, the girl was running.

A girl appeared before me.

She was a girl, and he was a boy.

The little girl just kept crying.

I know the girl.

There are a lot of girls in the room.

The girl shouted with an angry expression.

Those girls were special.

The girl has no mother.

Do you know either of the two girls?

The girl's eyes narrow.

That girl's eyes are blue.

The girl sat beside me.

She is an angel of a girl.

Every boy and every girl was delighted.

They searched for the girl.

Who is that pretty girl?

The girl was pleased when she got a present.

I look at the black-haired girl again.

The girl nodded slightly and looked down.

The girl continued her explanation in a matter-of-fact manner.

She was a very ordinary girl.

The girl swings the tool she holds in her hand.

I am led by a girl who pulls my sleeve.

The girl broke the window.

The girl tore the cloth.

The girl tried hard to hold back her tears.

Girls came in one after another.

The girls' eyes well up with tears.

The girl in front of me snorted.

The witch cursed the poor little girl.

She is a very kind girl.

The girl turns around and waves her hand.

Ah, it's one of those things that's common in shoujo manga!

The girl has a pure voice.

Suddenly, a girl's voice cut in.

The boy and the girl seem to know each other.

Many boys and girls were present.

The girl was gazing at the doll.

He shook hands with the girl.

The back of the girl's hand was shining silver.

She is, indeed, a lovely girl.

The girl who leads the team lowers her eyes.

The girl smiled at me.

The girl bit her lip and lowered her eyes.

The girl walking with Ken is May.

The girl standing there is Mary.

Look at the girl whose hair is long.

The girl running over there is my sister.

When I turned around, there stood a girl.

Who is the girl standing at the door?

The girl wanted to tell him the truth, but she couldn't.

That is the girl whom I know well.

Who is the girl in this picture?

That pretty girl is my sister.

The dog saved the girl's life.

The girls began to laugh.

The girl singing over there is my sister.

Who is the girl singing on the stage?

The girl opened her deep blue eyes wide.

The girl looked very hurt.

I chanced on a beautiful girl.

I met again the girl who I had met in the park the other day.

She wipes away her sweat and speaks to the girl.

I know the girl who is making cakes.

That man grabbed the young girl's wrist.

The girl went to school in spite of her illness.

The girl screamed when she saw the flames.

The little girl clung to her father's arm.

The person who has stood up still looks like a girl.

By contrast, the other one was a rather petite girl.

The girls came dancing arm in arm.

Several girls are standing beside the gate.

At first glance, she looks like nothing but an ordinary girl.

As she said this, the girl gracefully bowed her head.

He grouped the girls in three rows.

The girl playing the piano is my sister.

The police arrested the man who had murdered the girl.

However, the girl stood there motionless.

I saw a little girl sitting by the road, crying.

Both the boy and the girl are clever.

Along the way, a lovely young girl appears.

A girl wearing a red dress is standing.

Let's try leaving this to the girl.

When I held out my left hand, the girl's hands twined around it.

Her mother's death was a blow to the little girl.

As expected, the girl began to walk without saying a word.

However, there is no sign of fear in the girl.

A rich girl and a child prodigy? You really laid it on thick.

A young girl came from a distant foreign country.

At those words, the girl hesitated for a moment.

With the girl's rejection, the air became abuzz.

The boy granted power to the girl.

Reading shōjo manga all night was probably also a cause.

In other words, the second floor is occupied by the two girls.

The girl always carries her doll about.

The girl was laughed at by all her classmates.

"That's good," the girl said, leaning against my shoulder.

All the characters of this comic are girls.

The girl described herself as such.

The story is told by the girl from beginning to end.

The girl was afraid of her own shadow.

He praised the girl for her honesty.

The little girl burst into tears.

The girl was used to staying up late.

She is a serious girl with a strong sense of responsibility.

The door opens, and a girl enters.

The girl turned her back to the man.

One of the girls was left behind.

Do you know where the girl lives?

I smiled at the girl I once liked.

I want to see that girl again some day.

I saw a girl whose hair came down to her waist.

The ache in her chest told the girl that this was love.

Who are the girls, and what is their purpose?

The girl wearing a white dress is my sister.

She is more beautiful than any other girl.

The little girl was carried back home in her father's arms.

I heard the girl crying for help.

The girl looks down into the smoke with a worried expression.

The girl was surprised by its majestic appearance.

The girl listened to music, the boy was reading a book.

The girl who was inside the room looked up and smiled just a little.

I hope this quiet girl isn't scared.

The girl did not answer, but simply walked quietly up to the man.

The girl had a large red hat on.

The girls moved away as if fleeing.

Thereupon, the black-haired girl stated her name.

I closed the door and headed toward the girl.

I recall the smile of the girl I saw earlier.

The girls shed tears after reading the novel.

The little girl played an angel in the Christmas play.

In the midst of that, the girl gradually becomes attracted to the boy.

All he did was gently pull away the girl who was clinging to him.

Objectively speaking, the girl was quite beautiful.

Everyone was looking at the girl as if they had forgotten to breathe.

She was a girl who gave an impression of being somehow different.

A girl approached the king from among the crowd.

She taught rich Indian girls.

That was the only media experience for the girl.

The girls wanted to pick beautiful flowers in spring.

The girl came into the room and burst into tears.

The girl, like her parents, was very sympathetic.

I wanted to meet and talk with the girl at the window.

Those boys are not good at speaking to these girls.

This girl apparently didn't know either, and shook her head slightly.

Suddenly, the door opened and her father entered.

She is a young girl about six or seven years old.

The girl collapsed on the spot like a puppet whose strings had been cut.

The answer that came back was truly characteristic of a young girl.

Even so, the girl adjusts her posture in mid-air and lands on the ground.

He met the girl on his way home yesterday.

Paying no heed to my worries, the girl gave a sweet smile.

The girl's eyes are shining, harboring a slight hint of interest.

After a while, the girls left the room.

The red-haired girl bursts into a very cheerful smile.

The group was made up of six girls and four guys.

The girl in a white uniform took my temperature.

I know those tall girls quite well.

The fourteen-year-old girl suddenly becomes solemn.

That expression was just like the sleeping face of a young girl.

I absolutely wasn't trying to get you hooked on shoujo manga, okay?

I couldn't but sympathize with the girl who had lost her parents in the accident.

And so the girls intertwined their little fingers.

The young man saved the girl from a bunch of hoodlums.

He rescued the little girl at the cost of his life.

What the girl had hidden under her clothes was a simple silver locket.

These three pretty girls are all nieces of mine.

The girl who gave me beautiful flowers was your sister.

These girls, who're my pupils, have come to see me.

The girl talked to her parents about her college life in Tokyo.

The boy caressed the girl's chin and kissed her cheek.

I was only a seven-year-old girl at that time.

In my eyes, only the girl before me was reflected.

Through them, the girl gradually learned the distance between herself and others.

Those clothes suit the girl's refined features well.

A policeman asked the girls if the car was theirs.

Right beside the gate, I heard the cute voice of a young girl.

The girl's voice flows from the speakers attached to the room's ceiling.

Beyond passion or ambition, madness already dwells in the girl's eyes.

That girl is under the delusion that she is a princess.

The girl and the men standing with her are probably all warriors who have mastered magic.

Because her parents got divorced, the girl had little contact with her father.

The girl had no one to turn to for advice.

Eventually, time passed, and the girl grew into an adult woman of twenty.

The girl brought me a red and a white rose.

The police asked the girl to make a rough sketch of her lost dog.

Everyone was very surprised to discover that the slave girl was in reality a princess.