Maybe give our happiness is not fame LiLu, nor riches, but life itself grant us of affection and love. Remember the ignorant and carefree days, we do not know what call returns, no understand, only learn Thanksgiving life, will live more clearly understood, more meaningful.
Twenty years later, I already is 36 years old middle-aged people. Father parents still in the country farming, brothers and sisters some go to work, some of them are reading... Living in the city of a building upstairs, every day I work, housework and nurtures the female these heavy and complicated trivial vulgar matter shuttle busy and mischievous house, not even squeeze a quiet desk. "Blessed can sit reading"
after a hard day's night, taking the advantage of static deeper good time, right hand just caught penholder, left hand will be ready to go to wu yawn repeatedly mouth. The youthful years the butterflies magnificent blueprint and QiGuanChangHong great ambition, almost has been were rinse off. However that year, Spring Festival just passed, this peace, unusual and simple days but withstand father powerless perilous a disease, since then, run hospital seeking doctor, do all kinds of check to buy all kinds of pills, pills and become the norm solution to fistful spend much money, but also fistful to tears.
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