"No, no, you are also difficult, to put off the work daughter-in-law home ah. Besides, when I didn't have to?" Refuse to the mother ielts fee.
"Hold, elder sister, I intentionally until your men to go out, he was afraid of his misunderstanding. I never marry daughter-in-law, to a room in the village is' early and infirm ', who can say I am? Is not the money, calculate, also as a thank you for your kindness to a foreigner."
The mother took the money when can't refuse. Later, the peddler also came to our house a few times, only the mother can also money. Later, tis never been to, is said to be dead, in the home to die .
I was in junior high school age, and my mother just told me that. From then on, I believe that the "one good turn deserves another", understand the "not good small and not as" truth.
Back and forth betwee little and little, but let my heart bright. Yes, how much with sincere heart shut out by us, our eyes burned, being insensitive. How many people will be grateful for a humble good deed?
Yes, good is the heart of flint, even if the kindness is small, can also lit a lamp. The lamp that will warm your whole life, can let you see other people's wound, and then know the comfort, rather than down; The lamp that will let you see the power of lift a finger. A small lamp, even a weak light, the fire will eventually into a mass of flame, can travel to every corner of the world.
And see whether wind, are one by one to read on you find, to take away one by one, only wish my time in washing can gradually into a corner of the wipe a little smile light marks.
Bedside dreams go heart also, also heart don't wake up dream. Line with wine, a few brush, hold hand mist, drunk my lonely time...
Spring such as ostentatious dancers with the lovely elves you find online, across the Alps mountains and offered a Lake Baikal, and to early. Pupa from imprison a winter worm cocoons, the quiet of colorful butterfly, it blossoms in the bright square dance.
Heart break of silent spring rainy night, The cracks in the lightning dazzling, eagerly to find was cut off the green way. Rambling in the sky, the clear ring out the call of the spring, a distant sound of paranormal google ranking: also I green to... Also I green to...
It will be sunset. Dream don't wake all gone, but only the memories stay, shadow sleepless. I know you like me, strange city, strange neon. These away from home, from the day of parents, the sorrow SiQin body. Want to cry .
The idle light side. Once how many nights passed in moaning whinge-bags ChangWan, and how many replacement obsession in the future. Old pages page over, I see me walk in your story, quiet and sweet smell. Thought and the passing landscape, and the rest, luxurious coat in rotary, back to less than before. Can you by my side, while, is the harbor.
Unusual romantic. Freed trapped the charming eye , all don't give up and hard to sleep, we begin to weave the different beauty. It started to calm, natural like eat bread or drink water. Cordiality curled, undefeated time bring us their fragrance flowers, waiting for the rain, waiting for the figure is still; Waiting for the return to home, waiting for the good; I understand, the neon of thin film is not met for the first time we have to. Don't know what just aftertaste, only Basque unlooped. Again, of being tacit understanding into seal, seemingly lift no ripples, but your voice is discernible. Listen to your language: difficult to reproduce, bustling far away.
Banquets have aperture. The shadow fell Nasonex, scattered, each different world and dreams. How should wish that is sing with elegy. You don't know, my happiness is you. Unique youth, opposing, picking up lost, will leave? That I just said, if meet again, zhu strand production, fold the willows beside.
Hours of the party, as if old three years will be a bit aftertaste again, every group photo, always let a person can't help thinking of each other's story, the smile is frozen on face, still can't help to smile you find online. Constantly looking for the photos in the hall of the classmate, constantly looking for the memory of the past.
Only those who are more precious memory. Hasn't come yet and how many words you say, how many acacia before, also please as soon as possible, otherwise, these things may together with the youth away, not precipitation in the memory you find online.
Ironically night, walking alone in the streets after the meeting, the party's location close to the former primary school, then on a whim, intends to look at in the past.
Only ruins left school has been pulled down Elomet, surrounded by a fence to block, but once the walls on both sides of the gate also residues, paste above no traces of digital newspaper is out there. Depend on the walls, behind memories buried under the rubble were gradually find, just, the old classmates, along with the disappearance of campus, also be one by one from my contact list.
Corn forest, red thin green manure, which was, fertilize the grass, We cannot leave the rural life is already locked, like the fate of the people, is doomed to you my this life can only far view, not myopia you find.
The yellow on the ground, often with your shoes and socks, from then on, hate rural road, village have your shadow. The noise of city, leave your countless sweat, for many years, you eventually integrated into the city you find, changed accent, bamboo in the country, go away.
Can you remember, that the twilight of the setting sun, you held my hand, once said that the oath.
Every morning, the grass dew with clothes, then I cultivator, barefoot, catch river snail, let's catch a fish cooked porridge for you. When the first sunshine shine to your hair, you light a bite, I feel good value. You say, love Singulair.