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three ran into the shop

Several times, I also see they hurtle three calling my name, I was silent, tightly closed lips, blushed. See three embarrassed look, I was very sad, I feel sorry for him 生意周轉 .
From then on, I don't want to three knit gloves thing; a cloth ball, I dare not go; on the morning reading, we who also no longer silently talk; we who also not who, like mad! But in the winter, and then saw a swollen black purple like Steamed buns as thick back of the hand, I felt that I owed three many......
On three of the pickled vegetable shop. I don't know what his house to open the shop, just remember that every time to buy chili sauce pickles shop, I want to see in three stores. The paint with black paint rough on the counter, round glass bottles filled with rolling orange petal of white sand sugar sugar, is wrapped in cellophane, on a bamboo stick candy...... In fact, can also buy chili sauce in the other shop, but I always want to run away, to the shop to buy pickles. Don't know why, just think, three from the store in came out. In fact, even three really from the store in come out, I won't go and talk to him, but I hope he went out...... 醫療用品
Once, I went to buy chili sauce, three really from the store in come out, and saw me. Know I saw me, I suddenly feel frightened again. At this time, sees three along the bluestone paved street, walking towards me.
"They live in this street, don't let them see you, or else, to call your father's name......" He said, "thump" to go back. I know, he said "they", refer to "King".
Watching the three ran into the shop, I want to cry. I suddenly feel, I'll never forget me, I will grow up, will be the best man in the world!
Later, after the high school exam, I don't know three where. Is passed, or did not pass the exams? Passed in which class? I don't know how to ask. As an adult, often for this thing to regret, as a child, I didn't cherish the friendship 耳穴戒煙?
High school after reading the first half of the year, I will go far away, to the downstream river to my brother, in order to learn, but also to survive, because the father and mother have been rushed to the deep mountains to the. Since then, I have never seen me, but a pair of bright eyes, full of good intentions, but often appear in my eyes and dream.
Life doesn't know how to live such a hurry, so imperceptibly, still do not seem to understand what is going on through many years. 20 years later, I returned home to visit his mother, first want to find is a.
Exceeding one's expectations, I was very successful in finding that "the king". "King" is received me warmly, "Wang" is a very pretty young wife. In this age, this time to see "King", I am a good "have mixed feelings". Speaking of childhood memories, I could not help tears trickling down one's cheeks, "King" also fell dejected.
"Not to mention the past, we were small, not sensible...... Your father died very cry." "Wang" said very sincere, very sad. Yes, decades of groundless talk, we've all grown up. Childhood well or, resentment or, now think of it, is all lovely things, lets a person miss, let people miss......
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