Tension busy year has passed this way. Preganglionic always feel that the time had been very slow,
really festive another time passes, the twinkling of an eye on is beginning to work.
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Sometimes really feel the tired, I really do not know if people really want to experience this life how difficult frustrations can all is well. Sometimes I was very upset, many reasons,
,from many aspects in life, so long for the kind of rural life in particular, picturesque. North Korea hear feet/birdsong, Xi sunset sunset tours. Eager to listen to crickets and Higurashi grass, like the twilight children playing in the backs of cattle leisurely pleasant. There are reed Dang River in the setting of a pair of wild ducks and feet/birds unknown in the ,
maple storyfingering,switchgrass on singing. This reminds me of my hometown.
I remember when I go to the stream behind Dyke fish, as always in the days after the rain or when skip class. Often will be thrown into a muddy, because the mother‘s fear of punishment but only in the dark until the call in the mother anxious to go home. In that small farmers warm homes, the mother is always wearing aprons hands together in the mouth, loud my name until they see me, then look into a touch of kindness instant smile , holding my dirty little hands, mouth gently with the chatter, the eyes are full of love. At the time,
I can say is the most happiness.
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Because of geographical location, the village has always been very convenient to eat fish, mothers often have to eat in when told his father, "hey, no dishes at home." Will be quietly picked up his father‘s fishing nets and led her sister came home and I only twenty or thirty meters of river.extensive mountain stands in the dark blue of the river bank, the foot of the hill is the dense forest. Shade trees, the river southclear. A leaf boat the ripple in the lake,
groups of waterfeet/birdsgroup.
maple story ass fingering, Because it is in the summer season, the water temperature high, the fish are large numbers posted on the surface of the mouth, the cheerful amusement, and fatherat this time, the radio networkaccurate enclosures up, and then slowly but surely dragged ashore, all the fish indiscriminately crowhop, and a roll of the soil. I am with his sister to the bucket up with each other, with the rough all the way in his father‘s funeral home. At this time the mother would be very early in the yard of a small branch from wok, pot is a ring of three-legged teams up formwork,
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Well, that smell on the brim of the opening to the moment of time I will never forget, then warm, then no worry.
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Today, the home of distant mountains and I, I by a non-life of a child, off to become a middle-aged. Wife, mother, shouldering too many responsibilities and obligations. Also cried and laughed too. When all of the loss and happy have become less important, all the. Life left to me,remember who‘s fault, aside from their own things too far. City tense and busy life, I willin tight spare time, holding a cup of green tea,stand, looking from afar. In the north-east of the sea, in that distant sea,
WOW Power cocking,the mountains in the hill village, there is a ripe old age of my father‘s health, there areI am so tired of hand-foot-brother and sister are healthy, there have been The mother passed away.
This year‘s Spring Festival, hurried past, away from home in recent days it has been.
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a cup of green tea
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