She is nine more than he is his brother's sister, which is thousands of miles away from the mountains to the north of the lovers, after difficult tribulations, ups and downs of products to make, each other with a sincere, deep love of similar quietly decided to come here, this times together that they decided not to back down, further strengthened with the faith, willing to break the concept of the secular bear deserted even at the end ... ...
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Han Lu, the Middle School girls, slim build, Yen Yung-charming, the whole body filled with a youthful spirit, and outstanding peers, she has the same dream, think through the efforts of the University of dreams coming true, think of a better life in college and outside wonderful world ... ... in the eyes of seventeen young girls, all beauty is just beginning, full of vision for the future, she never dreamed in the winter, shaking his reversal of fate will happen.
That morning, the snow was particularly large, into the flower of snow falling down from the sky, the white Gechuang looked overwhelming, seeing year approaches, in order to purchase early stocking the vegetables sold well, the parents regardless of bad weather, the day is not completely Open to quickly get up bright, the snow, he (she) who do not want to delay a moment, hurried to the food market, only to take it into the farewell, the way parents suddenly a car accident so wash away, even more resentment is even escape the vehicle, has not been able to trace the whereabouts.
Family suddenly changes, and their parents to leave so suddenly Han Lu caught off guard, which can be hard on her and was reading the younger brother Han Song junior high school, lost a pillar of the family, how then can protect two children from school? In desperation, she had to reluctantly give up within reach the coveted university dream, decided to use their weak shoulders carry the home of the defects, which in the winter for the siblings lost both parents is particularly Han Lu extraordinarily cold! Although beloved brother five years younger than she experienced immediately after the accident sensible up, a time when reading a long body, he knew an opportunity hard to come by hard study hard in school live frugally, was at the top, then see sister for life, a day less sleep too hard, only to rely on her it is difficult to sustain one person, it is also the teacher avoid crying sound drastic drop out of school, siblings from each other, the storm.
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2010年12月5日星期日
Rain Pomegranate
Rain in late May, the next up and endless. This time, this should be too anxious to go too fast to heavy rain, and think naturally, like the emotions, will, regardless of the time, sometimes emotional, sometimes calm, sometimes gentle and affectionate, sometimes pungent get people. Nature, Nature, is the most natural, human rights only to adapt.
Garden of pomegranate bloom is brilliant, light rain slender thin air, kissed the petals, slightly trembling, more delicate, people stop, linger. The hands of the blue umbrella seems to inadvertently fall, still, looking at the greed, want to have, until the umbrella really fall to the ground, it bent down, picked up, and slowly closed, along with yourself and pomegranate Drizzle with the game.
Has been soaked clothes, even light rain, stand up bit by bit, kept falling, people still give the natural way of. Step by step, looking back, walked back to his hut. Old music umbrella down, stand in the doorway watching.
Old music is not old, was only twenty years old. Was called the old music, because he is always happy to make their own, do not sweat it, things can not be disturbed by the chaotic world. Living in high-rise buildings, cars, advertising, composition of the environment, it is necessary to maintain a positive attitude to make their own, arbitrary order for your life in the sea of life has left a deep drop of their own. The envy of his colleagues are always laughing every day, he said that when journalists are always anxious, how to face the person being interviewed it, so laughing, laughing.
Pomegranate looking at the rain, the old music come to the right feel. In winter, snow time, where he interviewed and found this Megranate then think of the scene today, it opened the season in the pomegranate, the newspaper said interviews with important events to come, today is already the next day the.
Far, a pink shadow gradually becomes clear, is a small mark, the village girl. Yesterday, the old music came straight to the house, the house is only one girl, she says, is not the owner of this house, when she was visiting here just fine playing, and said if you like, you can here stay.
Small marks have come to the old music in front of the basket in their hands to him. "I come to you to deliver meals." Basket, looked at her hands, old music remembered first meeting, she sheepishly said, "I can give you a meal." Thought the world of good old music really more, there is such a innocent girl, I do not call the old music, will have a happy. The world is not as dark as to be so, perhaps not deliberately anti-a, where I can relax.
Small marks are prepared to put the basket into the house, the old music, said: "Small marks, and so on!"
Old music into the room, the small table to move out.
"Brother, it is raining!"
When small marks called Big Brother, blushing red. Sweep at her old music, the village girl is simple, calls out big brother to blush. He did not intend to tease him, pretending nothing had happened, said: "This is more poetic."
Haha, the old music in my heart smile. Think, when in the city, never said "poetic" word, to the performance of a man's grace, where the need for poetic bookish, but at this time, but said so.
Together with the old music to accompany a small mark in the rain, watching him eat. The old music does not have the heart.Cheap ClothesJuniors DressesLED LightRenault can clipbmw gt1Aluminium Powder led lightSEO ServicesReplica Watches
Garden of pomegranate bloom is brilliant, light rain slender thin air, kissed the petals, slightly trembling, more delicate, people stop, linger. The hands of the blue umbrella seems to inadvertently fall, still, looking at the greed, want to have, until the umbrella really fall to the ground, it bent down, picked up, and slowly closed, along with yourself and pomegranate Drizzle with the game.
Has been soaked clothes, even light rain, stand up bit by bit, kept falling, people still give the natural way of. Step by step, looking back, walked back to his hut. Old music umbrella down, stand in the doorway watching.
Old music is not old, was only twenty years old. Was called the old music, because he is always happy to make their own, do not sweat it, things can not be disturbed by the chaotic world. Living in high-rise buildings, cars, advertising, composition of the environment, it is necessary to maintain a positive attitude to make their own, arbitrary order for your life in the sea of life has left a deep drop of their own. The envy of his colleagues are always laughing every day, he said that when journalists are always anxious, how to face the person being interviewed it, so laughing, laughing.
Pomegranate looking at the rain, the old music come to the right feel. In winter, snow time, where he interviewed and found this Megranate then think of the scene today, it opened the season in the pomegranate, the newspaper said interviews with important events to come, today is already the next day the.
Far, a pink shadow gradually becomes clear, is a small mark, the village girl. Yesterday, the old music came straight to the house, the house is only one girl, she says, is not the owner of this house, when she was visiting here just fine playing, and said if you like, you can here stay.
Small marks have come to the old music in front of the basket in their hands to him. "I come to you to deliver meals." Basket, looked at her hands, old music remembered first meeting, she sheepishly said, "I can give you a meal." Thought the world of good old music really more, there is such a innocent girl, I do not call the old music, will have a happy. The world is not as dark as to be so, perhaps not deliberately anti-a, where I can relax.
Small marks are prepared to put the basket into the house, the old music, said: "Small marks, and so on!"
Old music into the room, the small table to move out.
"Brother, it is raining!"
When small marks called Big Brother, blushing red. Sweep at her old music, the village girl is simple, calls out big brother to blush. He did not intend to tease him, pretending nothing had happened, said: "This is more poetic."
Haha, the old music in my heart smile. Think, when in the city, never said "poetic" word, to the performance of a man's grace, where the need for poetic bookish, but at this time, but said so.
Together with the old music to accompany a small mark in the rain, watching him eat. The old music does not have the heart.Cheap ClothesJuniors DressesLED LightRenault can clipbmw gt1Aluminium Powder led lightSEO ServicesReplica Watches
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