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thoughts suddenly launched an imagination, it is the father, holding the rope looks like cattle. Home all these years, does not seem to open and write the memory of a cow.
father's side,casque dr dre, nagging mother's face, they are not standing still often holding cattle pond, overlooking the direction of my journey.
who, in his father's side, my thin shoulders, accompanied by his wandering in the small village square. Do not remember, how many soil ridge walk across a number of seasons, the sun can not stand the screams of the suffering and the wind, have a strong like his father, is my childhood longing.
out of the village, he served as the city gives me confused, I followed the crowd in like a flood wandering.
father, not beside, all the bitterness of Kulei carry their own.
the troubles of the factory work, moving the square head jump,abercrombie, the road on both sides of the profiteers, and it's brilliant seasons without dying. It is my desire to have a place.
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home as it started to become distant from the destination,louboutin pas cher, the distance to the heart.
how many times the dream, my father beside me he snapped: .
live always in reality it is not perfect,doudoune moncler, guide me to strive to act as its shiny screen that part. At least, I can not be a bystander.
father told me that with action, exciting life should not be alone to take a touch of dull color. So, I had friends and girlfriends. So, I thrive round them a dream, spun from a love and I loved the pain.
father gave me a serious expression, I know he wanted to tell me that this is the life! As I embrace her daughter's happiness,abercrombie and fitch, never had.
When his father became moderate, it replaces the dignity of cowardice.
the wind took away my memory, but also eroded his thick body. Off in his hair, fade white. Father, is a really grow old!
childhood,casque beats, his shoulders laden with Lane, I go from village to flee,louboutin, when he was studying, he took me roam free with the bike, and now, he rode motorcycles, waiting to go home in my street.
Some people say that I like with my father. Perhaps,moncler pas cher, is reborn when he was young I look.
many years later, I do not know, I was to continue his life, or towards the front line he was never far away ... ...相关的主题文章：

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