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cytujWys³any: 2019-12-16 08:34:19 Temat postu: refreshing love is the brightest
This is also a kind of love. Love is the most beautiful company in the world. Love is the most beautiful shell on the seashore, and it will be my treasure forever. In the second grade of primary school, I got enteritis. My mother came to school to deliver meals every day so as not to delay my studies. I remember it was a sunny morning. Who knew that at noon Carton Of Cigarettes, the clouds would be filled with sky, and there was no thunder notice, and the rain was rumbling. The rain was so heavy that it rushed into the world like millions of horses. The raindrops of Dadou patted the ground mercilessly. On the window frame of the classroom, water drops across the glass, dragging a clear silver wire. . The rain was getting heavier and the trees were screaming Marlboro Red. I thought to myself: Mom would never come to deliver food. When I was leaving the window, I saw a familiar figure. The familiar figure in the pouring rain was getting closer and closer. I A closer look turns out to be my mother. Wow, the rain has not stopped mokingusacigarettes.com. "Ding Ling Ling" is over. It's time for lunch. I rushed out of the door like an off-string arrow and came to my mother's side. My mother took me to a roof and was ready to eat. My favorite dish, I gobbled it up, and was about to sweep away and looked up at my mother. Only then did I notice that her whole body was wet, like a chicken in soup, and my rice was intact. For a moment, my heart was sore and guilty. The rain was slowly falling, and I suddenly stopped. The bell of "Ding Jingling Bell" also rang. I said goodbye to my mother and ran back to the classroom with an umbrella. I guess my mother must wait for me to return safely I won't go back to the classroom. Sure enough, as expected, my mother still stood quietly and smiled and nodded. The rain of time, I want to grow up quickly, filial piety to my mother when I grow up, so that my mother can lead a better life. This is also a kind of love. Ordinary meals contain all my mother's love for me. I want to taste it carefully and use it for a lifetime. The wind brings the fragrance of the soil after the rain, and refreshing love is the brightest star in the night, illuminating my way forward

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