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 Posted: Sat 17:33, 09 Oct 2010 Post subject: PUMA shoes wholesale 】 【Taste of summe |
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】 【Taste of summer on the way back home: Wen Xiaohong
】 【Taste of summer on the way back home
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not been home about a month ... ...
often think of disease father, then I was a bit nervous! Disease in the face of the pro, even if we do children a favor ten thousand reasons, but also to see the air go home!
This is my brother on the phone said to me, when the written words, I have unlimited heart, guilt, heavy with the anxiety!
So, after breakfast, I took his son registered for the trip home ... ...
nowadays the occasion coincided with the height of summer, car window, near the Green's Tianchou, lush; far, is dense forest, Tracy and green. Jointing the field is struggling to grow crops, summer wind, the field waving in the breeze in the leaves of seedlings, such as travel and cheering for us, but also the expression of such joy in the heart for us. Poplar along the road like sentinels, quietly waiting for a season of promise, in his post, quietly dedicated his own life,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], trees, lush foliage, the leaves keep the morning dew glistening,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], sometimes the line down on us wink!
all the way, in the car said as he laughed, but my heart still is not out of the depressing shadow, eyes looking out the window, let the fields, villages, high-rise quickly flashed from the eyes!
years of ups and downs, ups and downs of students, and this is what kind of emotions?
Health long routes, but we will never get out of sight of the worried parents, depression in the landscape of our students, when the depression came to us when it might be to calm the mind to face, can be When we are born like this when in the face, but often could not escape the students in our pain, sadness, loss ... ...
exceptionally this year's summer, and too just like stove, as the son had motion sickness, face do not sweat from his residence oozing out white skin, full of sweaty smell in the cabin is always described by the text itself to play, in this haze of days, write what you want, you can but do not know The writing what, where write, I am deeply aware that we are born in the house, even bland, but still have some lingering things that we need to grasp the force of; to as some fleeting thoughts, need motives to cherish; also some raw text, such as the most beautiful sentences, you must write them down intentions.
this, I was so paranoid, write, and not for what, and want to put words to write more beautiful, more beautiful, more resistant to ruminate, then we need to carefully pondering ... ...
way out is very short, but can not be measured the length of Mind! Relatives, and friends from generation to generation in our extension of the class of travel ... ...
walk in his way home, although many have left their footprints,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], each word may have to be attracted to feel the home of Hope and look, no more than a month to my parents,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], there childhood friend you, especially the sick father, who in the seasons, the TV drama is still hidden smile and beautiful blue shadows? I questioned in my heart could not help myself!
a home has its own way, no matter where we are, we should not forget the piece of their own way home, the road even if ten million students can go home the way that this has been the gateway to of our hearts ... ...
bumps after more than two hours, we finally got home, walked into the familiar rural road, I was suddenly tense up, then there is a will to to the house, his father like?
flowers at the point, the grass smiling. Last year's flowers are not flowers, you can still like the fragrance of flowers; the grass this year, the grass is not in the old age can be full of grass remains green all the text in this season. A Road Green, a piece of blue, no one let us feel the nature!
one, a cup of tea, a section is a text, not only so,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], there is a tear grass, the flowers will be with tenderness, and a sense of it from a story!
fiery fingertips so that slip in July, and only some scattered fragments of scattered light, the presentation in front of Living, and sometimes the discharge of those who have had like fireworks, with their own loneliness beautiful. And so too is still Sunburn, skin Kaoshai us, let us no escape. In fact, sometimes, maybe I'm not afraid of this summer, so strong, just had too much time in the memory of youth, if such life and such a summer together, will make our life with hint of salty taste.
home was noon, the father is sweeping the yard under the apple tree leaves, to see shadows in the father, I lost the heart suddenly felt calm down!
students more of a worry, though tired, after all, a harvest can be!
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