Gradually down the dreary days the dark clouds dark like a devil on the big hand gripped me from time to time to fit your heart. Heavy rain lightning thunder all to busy at this time my heart is more fear.
Spondee have blown rain from time to time under the banner of my heart. Rely on in the corner alone looking at the parents coming and going of the children picked up my heart began to have little chilling.
Looking forward looking forward. I have been in the shadow of the corner and slowly slide down and squatted on the ground looking head the sky really want sympathy when will you fine?
I totally give up their beliefs and now know that their parents did not like other people love me in the rain can not help me in a timely manner.
Had no choice but to step by step into the rain continuous rain and very thin like mending clothes for my mother’s needle a very big rain heavy rain the rain will soon be swallowed like a general has become Drenched chicken ， It is very serious sneezing runny nose ah ah.
One minute two minutes passed quietly in。
Before dropping a few drops of rain the rain stopped! I looked at the sky my head is a simple and even a small umbrella which makes me feel glad that the addition of a few years out of curiosity. I turned around saw it was her mother. I am pleased to not know how to do we like each other in the rain looked at each other. All of a sudden feel full a lot around the flowers beautiful. The sky is also falling petalsShed Durian and around the very warm as warm into a fantasy world all of a sudden drop of water landed on my nose when I turned from God to dream.
Mother said: "What ah. Transfixed the way." I did not say anything but said: "You work so busy you came to pick me to waste a lot of time." Mom did not say a lot but I gather in the the pregnant.
Days dark. People dispersed. Everything seems very quiet. Two in the rain together with each other on my head began to take in her mother’s shoulders feeling the warmth of a lot. Mother’s clothes were wet by the rain. Quietly said nothing.
Road Night Light bright both in the rain on the road to walk home. Shadow detached very very long way. A carved footprints on the road that is memories have been shed. The two backs away the vague and disappeared.
Maternal love is the warmth of the sun bathed in weak Seeding of cereal crops us. Motherly love is hazy spring the drying up of moisture in our soil. Motherly love is a beautiful concerto written a colorful life movement.
Concerto a pure and beautiful music and that clear and the song will be playing mellowed to dawn you cited you cited the road to success citing the future of your best move.