 Wysłany: Pią 16:08, 25 Mar 2011 Temat postu: Memory of those white |
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| about my childhood, memory, those days of white. When I look at the sky, white clouds and blue sky is a different kind of impression, and now the general feeling that the sky is gone white, so blue. Cousin who Watches replica, like the blue dress, white flower Begonia. Despite those strange days, with the result reminds me of a cousin after the home is a small scar on his mouth, now that small point, and the light decorative marks on her face and fair complexion Cartier replica, light, elegant and very beautiful. It is said that injury is the cousin of that point on that fell off after the home was a pear, then certainly stitches, and now place the total damage would not affect her beauty, so dare to take this matter Citation write about my childhood memories. How well-behaved cousin was going to climb a tree? However, she's the climb, which shows the courage patch of garden.
unless the pomegranate open patch of red, more of those white: white plum, pear, Baihai Tang, apple blossom, white rose ... no flowers the fig tree is probably It has not been long ripe fruit hanging, I could not wait to go picking, good for a long time to open the fruit flesh-colored or white. Those white, because my father to plant some vegetables spare time, and gradually remove the pear, fig, white rose, white flowers unknown name for the season ... only those who only see white. winter is the best, childhood is especially good in winter, freezing temperatures and snow are common, if you want to eat ice, the night before they end a small bowl, fitted with water put a little Sugar, stir with chopsticks after you put the parents under the eaves, can wake up the next day with great spirit to eat ice; for close to psychological reasons, the first familiar with the Open to look forward to snow, snow, petals floating down down, I was always reluctant adults to sweep it, looking at a white ground, stuffy head with its fragrant smell, so the sentence is too good: from afar that is not snow a subtle fragrance to. seen the snowman is a year of winter, the big people heap, the heap was excellent, and the same picture printed textbooks. I stood afar off it, did not dare touch it, lest it all came crashing down, missing. Wrote in primary school textbooks was a standing upstairs to see the snow, to get some snow in the garden to eat. Very fun! on childhood memories is very little fun, remember it's white Fake rolex, unless a Peach Grove ... |
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