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Touched by how many numbers I do not know the moment has occurred, and in newspapers, on TV, in their own side of things occur at any time, every time I touched the nose are called sour, red eyes. Although the fill from that reason he is a girl, what will not be easily perceived (are slow in responding to a priori), but always can be so many little things, in a word,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], a look made me marvel ! One story, a young boy in love with a beautiful girl, often is drawing near, lovestruck're in love brings happiness, the young man still is a dutiful child, and mothers in the girls Inter have made a wrong choice. Once, the young man said the girl, \Girl said: \, when the mother's heart to speak of the \always great maternal love say it, very often ignore the father the same depth. And more the love of strangers by strangers, friends, love, lover's love ,,,,,
also remember going in I was a child studying abroad, my first 16 years of age to leave their parents to take good care of his own responsibility. The moment the train started slowly, on the platform of the father, mother tears almost simultaneously with the flow, but before that they still comfort me, teach me to take care of yourself! Grow so large they first see them cry, I've been watching endless sad cleared the crowd still standing on the platform stubborn parents, long time refused to leave until they are overtaken by the distance that the two black point! ! !
in school life is colorful, when the greatest joy is to receive a letter from their parents. When the first holiday is already the winter, my father saw me the moment the door from work, he has not picked through the frost covered the motor cap, and the second because I saw my father weep! In retrospect that moment, I am still wet eyes!
mother looked at her three daughters to grow up day by day, happy face is clear. I once asked my mother, \Flow!
then I alone in unfamiliar cities, to go home once a year reunion the other day so we look forward to the whole family can be together is short, time is fleeting, isolated the day comes every year, Dad will not send me, because at this time than the mother to the father seems more fragile, and he could not bear to leave his daughter again and again. In my left, my father would hide in the bedroom alone,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], then the red eye out of the firm has not allowed his men before his family moved to tears!
last 10 months, our family finally in the city I work together, happy to take them to a variety of places to play, but when they leave, are suffering once again, and I chased the train run, Mom and Dad concern on the train looked at me. Go back to that time, my parents did not speak up every morning, in that silent cry, their little sister, \This is the sister later told me secretly!
All these moments will always touched with my future life, but I also feel deeply for the parents to do too little. You? In fact, they do not necessarily need a lot of new clothes,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], too many drugs, too much money,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but we may need to be able to stay in their side, to accompany them to talk, going on at nibbling! Really do not want to lose and then regret, please cherish every day with their parents, every minute,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], every second! ! !