Love is from the canvas photos
Return to the way Home , lying on the sleeper, and she did not turn on after reading the book, canvas print quietly folder there. The Canvas print just like folder in the book, suddenly found canvas print on a few lines. She was generally, and my heart filled with great emotion.
The unaccompanied, having choice, and don't from interests, from his own heart really likes! "
It was her mother's handwriting. Away from home so many years, with little return, even occasional home, is no longer with the book. However, the mother still remember her Folder Australia canvas print of the habits, and still remember the Australian canvas print of her on a warm only.
She grew up just like reading a book. Then often produce their own fine Australian canvas print, see which pages, then folder there. And the first time the mother in the picture, write, but the 4th year of primary school. At that time she is looking at the Andersen's Fairy Tales, and that one day saw the ocean's daughter, back to look at it, I see the photo mother wrote: "If you are the Little Mermaid, what will you do? That night, she would like to have this issue long, she is your own imagination and surprise.
However, she did not tell her mother the answer, the mother did not ask her. Subsequently, the mother is often in the picture of her on leave, or ask a question, or to remind learning, and she, and sometimes also in the photo canvas write down their problems and questions, the mother will be timely to answer. The mother and daughter of tacit understanding, and I never said that these things, and she also often replace the photo canvas.
Middle School, she was a Qiong Yao's novels, and love of those fairy-like love is desired, teenage feelings and splendid variety, so many of the Southern light melancholy beautiful and helpless. There is even a certain period of time, she had some love in the Class A boys and young heart a lead. That evening, once you complete the job, she turned ON THE "I am a cloud, see the photo Canvas is written: "to grow, to appreciate, and flowering, fragrant. Since Middle School, she had little in the photo canvas on their problems, and her mother still can be seen in her mind, in the most appropriate time to give her little warmth and help.
And then the time to hurry up, learning and busy, which makes the whole High School 3 years, she read the book in more than a year. Often a book didn't finish watching it, it was thrown in there, and gradually forgotten. But when he thought, re-read, and still be able to see her mother, although after a long pause, but it is still warm.
University the first year of the winter vacation, she brought many books at home. Don't look at a few, they were discovered by accident one of the things that have been causing nuisance thoughts difficult to mute. Sometimes you want to heart sunk in the book The plot to their worries, but it is verbatim, and in the mind is not a mark. The 100 Years of Solitude is only a small half, while every day, pick up a photo canvas remains fixed in the original location. She was in a photo print, write down the numerous "lonely, came the day that her mother's answer: "We have been! She
has a a print of a photo, wrote: "Everything is true? " After a one day, her from the outside back, and pick up when you book to see her mother's words, "It is true! You can have it all in, and we are still, and have been, has been. " long and gazing at those words, and his heart was gradually relieved, yes, it is all in one. left school, she hugged her father and mother, and this is something which has never materialized. The parents in the eyes and flashing crystal.
And then the love and out of love, and silence of the day, in a book the homemade for photo printing is still in his hometown, 1000, there are no more those words comfort helpless soul. There was a time that she was the mother bought a piece of clothing, it will put a book together with the photo-printing and send it back. After a few days, and he received his mother sent back to the book, photo printing, are familiar with the field that she has to tears of emotion: "remember it was a beautiful, toward an unknown future. "
It was in such trivial in the process of growth, she began to mature, and have learned to their own face. After graduating from college, work, marriage, and still the mother far away, and the book will be when there are fewer and fewer, and those warm, Photo Printing, and slowly sunk time lake. Only occasionally in the old dream is a restraint of a bygone time. This home is also for outing, whether working or living, are faced with a major choice, she did not know what to do with. In order to chat with the lonely road, and with this book, pick up books, as in the past, at your fingertips with the photo printing.
At this point, on the train, her heart was suffused with warm heart and like a juvenile. and distant past, but also the different mood. The one year in which he was the winter vacation, she had no intention of being informed, they are not parents of her daughter, and from then on, and then look at.
Return to the way Home , lying on the sleeper, and she did not turn on after reading the book, canvas print quietly folder there. The Canvas print just like folder in the book, suddenly found canvas print on a few lines. She was generally, and my heart filled with great emotion.
The unaccompanied, having choice, and don't from interests, from his own heart really likes! "
It was her mother's handwriting. Away from home so many years, with little return, even occasional home, is no longer with the book. However, the mother still remember her Folder Australia canvas print of the habits, and still remember the Australian canvas print of her on a warm only.
She grew up just like reading a book. Then often produce their own fine Australian canvas print, see which pages, then folder there. And the first time the mother in the picture, write, but the 4th year of primary school. At that time she is looking at the Andersen's Fairy Tales, and that one day saw the ocean's daughter, back to look at it, I see the photo mother wrote: "If you are the Little Mermaid, what will you do? That night, she would like to have this issue long, she is your own imagination and surprise.
However, she did not tell her mother the answer, the mother did not ask her. Subsequently, the mother is often in the picture of her on leave, or ask a question, or to remind learning, and she, and sometimes also in the photo canvas write down their problems and questions, the mother will be timely to answer. The mother and daughter of tacit understanding, and I never said that these things, and she also often replace the photo canvas.
Middle School, she was a Qiong Yao's novels, and love of those fairy-like love is desired, teenage feelings and splendid variety, so many of the Southern light melancholy beautiful and helpless. There is even a certain period of time, she had some love in the Class A boys and young heart a lead. That evening, once you complete the job, she turned ON THE "I am a cloud, see the photo Canvas is written: "to grow, to appreciate, and flowering, fragrant. Since Middle School, she had little in the photo canvas on their problems, and her mother still can be seen in her mind, in the most appropriate time to give her little warmth and help.
And then the time to hurry up, learning and busy, which makes the whole High School 3 years, she read the book in more than a year. Often a book didn't finish watching it, it was thrown in there, and gradually forgotten. But when he thought, re-read, and still be able to see her mother, although after a long pause, but it is still warm.
University the first year of the winter vacation, she brought many books at home. Don't look at a few, they were discovered by accident one of the things that have been causing nuisance thoughts difficult to mute. Sometimes you want to heart sunk in the book The plot to their worries, but it is verbatim, and in the mind is not a mark. The 100 Years of Solitude is only a small half, while every day, pick up a photo canvas remains fixed in the original location. She was in a photo print, write down the numerous "lonely, came the day that her mother's answer: "We have been! She
has a a print of a photo, wrote: "Everything is true? " After a one day, her from the outside back, and pick up when you book to see her mother's words, "It is true! You can have it all in, and we are still, and have been, has been. " long and gazing at those words, and his heart was gradually relieved, yes, it is all in one. left school, she hugged her father and mother, and this is something which has never materialized. The parents in the eyes and flashing crystal.
And then the love and out of love, and silence of the day, in a book the homemade for photo printing is still in his hometown, 1000, there are no more those words comfort helpless soul. There was a time that she was the mother bought a piece of clothing, it will put a book together with the photo-printing and send it back. After a few days, and he received his mother sent back to the book, photo printing, are familiar with the field that she has to tears of emotion: "remember it was a beautiful, toward an unknown future. "
It was in such trivial in the process of growth, she began to mature, and have learned to their own face. After graduating from college, work, marriage, and still the mother far away, and the book will be when there are fewer and fewer, and those warm, Photo Printing, and slowly sunk time lake. Only occasionally in the old dream is a restraint of a bygone time. This home is also for outing, whether working or living, are faced with a major choice, she did not know what to do with. In order to chat with the lonely road, and with this book, pick up books, as in the past, at your fingertips with the photo printing.
At this point, on the train, her heart was suffused with warm heart and like a juvenile. and distant past, but also the different mood. The one year in which he was the winter vacation, she had no intention of being informed, they are not parents of her daughter, and from then on, and then look at.