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07.12.2019 07:38
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I'm always worried, but worried, worried, time slips away quietly with that touch of green--Title A few years ago Carton Of Cigarettes, my grandmother still lived in a remote rural area with the acres of fields as a companion. Every day, just when it was bright, grandma put on her old cloth with many patches, washed white pants and a pair of patched and patched cloth shoes, and walked to the field. Liaobu was in the field, looking left and right, bending down from time to time, looking at a certain wheat seedling. A gust of wind blew, Mai Miao dancing in the field, grandma saw, the wrinkles on his face squeezed together to reveal a big smiley face, the tenderness on his face softened the mountains in the distance, and softened the time. As if the wheat seedlings in that field were her children. It was almost noon when Grandma was busy. Grandma wiped away the sweat on her forehead, and looked at the wheat seedlings in Tian Tian, ??smiling. When Grandma was idle, she always remembered the acres of wheat seedlings, as if those acres of wheat seedlings were a treasure. She was afraid of falling when she held it in her hands, and for a few years after she was afraid of melting in her mouth mokingusacigarettes.com. Income, bought a house in the city, ready to let grandma also move in. But grandma has a stubborn temper and refuses to say anything. Every time she says, "I can't put up those acres of acres." But after all, I ca n��t help but dad, and moved with us to the city ... In the city, my grandma was whole People change. Become dumb. I moved a small bench and sat by the window all day Marlboro Lights, motionless, looking out into the distance, and unknowingly went astray ... Sometimes I mumbled to myself "I don't know how those acres of fields are. It was just a few days when she moved to the city. Grandma seemed to be very old for a moment. On her head, which had almost no white hair, a lot of white hair grew out of her. I often forget something, but sitting by the window and looking at it never forgets that my grandma is concerned about every day and every day, and the other person concerned is nothing but the green one. |
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