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• One to her house
  Ping sister immediately put down the things, and picked a large basket of oranges from behind, I greeted with enthusiasm to eat, also in眼紋troduced said this is special Micronesia, very sweet.

  I unwrapped a gently bite a flap, indeed as expected is sweet and delicious, I eat very happy, Sister Ping laughed, so she pulled my hand to her plots. At this time, the day slowly become dark, I saw eyes is not looking to marginal orange grove, that was a hundred state orange trees in the night in a cluster of clusters, the scenery is spectacular, let me marvel!

  Then Ping my sister gave me a lot of orange varieties, she took me on the tree and the tree on the side of the tree, so I realized t倫敦自由行hat a kind of farm people of the kind of free and comfortable life fun.

  In the garden of this century, I have lived for a week, and in the last week, she was with her family in a farmer's peculiar enthusiasm, with all the things they had, and every day they had a pattern.

  Ping Sister good cooking, some plain dish, after her batch get out of dishes, not only looks very nice, but the taste is very delicious.

  I remember Ping sister took me with her several of the village children to their neighbors watched a movie "Shaolin Temple". The way back, the way we Huange and laughing, very happy!

  When quietly behind her here in the mountains and fresh air, there are farmers in a kind of simple and enthusiasm, a day open my eyes can see hanging branches covered with golden orange, in the beautiful scenery, I already is deeply intoxicated, a bit reluctant to leave, see to the school the school time, I want to go home, Ping sister to me very reluctant, she took my hand and sat in the house by the lake, I said a旅遊資訊網 lot of confidences, and at that moment, I know, she has been with my brother love, in fact, she is already my sister the same view.

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  • eiyli
  • 2015/11/16 16:14
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• A pen
  Horn lit the hope in front of the light, even though I was a coward, but how can I bear to remain on the mountainside the dream Recruitment agency hk, I am not strong, but I also want to launched the assault to the dream, I must strive for, even let me boiling blood such as gunpowder like intense burning, I must strive for, even let my weak body such as Kuafu generally become the sun fuel, I will be brave again into the chest, I will confused transformation to struggle the strength, through the mud, Taguo green fragrance, climb the highest mountain, across the sea, sail hope, open the new course, I firmly believe that, as long as the road at the foot, the heart is in the front.

  Life, but is a plus one is a math problem, a time attendance systemdream and a hard work is equal to a harvest, a friend plus a care is equal to a happy, a lesson plus a experience is equal to a growth Dream beauty pro hard sell, a confidence plus a journey is a success.

  • eiyli
  • 2015/11/09 17:08
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• With my recovery
  You like a brother to sister, though, does not lethotel in hong kong you have been hurt a lot, but you still loved me, inclusive and tolerant. When I see you in the talk, I have written, "enjoy -- endure: suffer. Happy -- sad:!" I also sad for a long time...... Don't know why you have this feeling? In any case, I want to say to you: my brother, I'm sorry, all of you do not intend to hurt me. That encounter is the long-awaited reunion, it sounded like tailor-made forreenex facial us, we have too many similarities, as aloof, confidence, the same dismissive... As in the past is already familiar with the country we are friend, linger in your heart on the runway, the feeling of your sunshine, your kindness. Those dribs and drabs, filar silk soft tenderness, condensed into touching words, essential writing yilianyoumeng, waving reenex cpsto write the end of time..
  
  Five years with love, exotic Autumn Memories meet.
  • eiyli
  • 2015/10/26 13:25
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• Millennium and so on
  Fan Wencang

  Every man is byou findorn with a pair of eyes

  With a little more or less scenery

  The fox ah, if all the way

  I don't see your shadow in my eyes

  Well, I don't want to beg, that

  Poor three days of light

  Every man is born with a heart

  Every heart is born with a person

  The fox ah, ifyou find in this life

  My heart has no dream of you

  Well, I don't want to beg, that

  With no reality whatever afterlife.

  If there really is a life

  All the suffeyou findring is a kind of practice

  If you really can airness

  So, I will be in the

  The one thousand cycle of waiting

  In the misty rain medium

  In the quiet snow medium

  Since the night has given people

  Black eyes, I want to

  Hard to find you

  If there is no afterlife

  So let me finish this life.

  Quietly, do not disturb anyone

  October 5, 2015 in ZiGong Railway Station

  • eiyli
  • 2015/10/07 16:05
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• At the seedling
  transplanting is the prelude. Will span the long seedlings pulling up, wash mud, with old straw strapping into a tea cup thickness handle seedling, again by bamboo basket to pick to rectify the ridge, playing in the seedling Tanaka. Pay attention to the uniform distribution of seedling, moderate density, full play in human reenexefforts, seedling head moderation. Standing on the ridge of men, as if in a throwing contest, the seedling butt throws a beautiful arc Road, hit to fall planting on the waist, bow of gossips and around. Gossips stood in a row, the ass hate not Jue Cui Ling, humming the transplanting song ":" handheld Beanstalk Futian, bow saw into the lake. Six lines of rice hunger cold, or backward toward the front." His left hand right hand after transplanting, seedling, seedling, forward, only attracted passers-by sigh. With efforts, head to do a sophisticated man, seedling traverse to fly, the Yangko "fly:" Hey, sister cry ah you don't worry, a seedling handle to fly ah gave you. The handle hit in the leg in the empty sister, wet crotch and sticky mud." Plop, seedling handle is not tilted playing in reenexthe gossips of the crotch, splashes of mud paste to the woman's face, wet the woman's crotch. A light, said: "hi -- call you brother Mo mad, muddy wet is your mother. A handful of mud back to you, see you become supercilious look wolf!" Grabbed the crotch of the mud, to make seedling man whipped past. At this time, transplanting women have poured up, crazy, straight waist pole, fishing in the nursery in mud cheer. For a time, mud flying, forcing men silly reenexsmile, embrace a head for mousing, panic among, at the foot of a "slip", then roll down in the nursery, roll into a mud creature. Gossips smiled bent the waist, flow of tears, snot wantonly, the Yaosuanbeiteng laugh to Dawa, WA, kiln Wali to, simply do not know the time of day.
  • eiyli
  • 2015/09/24 16:50
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