Mother’s Children

Before stepping over the age of sixties, the peers often asked attention, 'What are you going to do?' At that time, I thought, I would like to rest, I will return to my hometown of a garden, dig fishing ponds, planting trees, green vegetables.0: 00/9: 35 namvui Đuyên Đuyên độ độ độ độ độ độ độ độ độ điệt, linh Đại Điện . Hearing that, you guys praise: - You are so satisfied, the house, my children, don't have anxiety. The rest after retiring the strength and resting and doing what you are worried about you, I said it, I wonder if my life is worried about or not? You probably see your writing He should continue continued: - The life of the people who do not fully flange, everyone has its own circumstances, the person who gives this, the one who worries another story. The life he had to have something to "do" was a momentum of living! Illustration: Le Anh didn't understand why every night, when he sank to sleep in a warm mattress, he was consulted "Is my life so really full or not?" Amazingly pythus got away, she was a bit worried about, not knowing because old age health was hard to sleep, or where? If there was no intention of home, establishing fishing garden, probably private It will also be difficult to find removable memories that I have accidentally lost for a long time

. A free meal after the chain of banquet sent, he was cleaning up the furniture in the cabinet, sitting in front of the sheet, image. It was a tample-colored memories, he took it from the bottom of the longtime file closed. Black and white photos, colored letters, the leaves are still integer but many sheets are nodes
I personally blame myself, why do Iopeless to the old memories of the past year, not the time or termite, but because my own forgotten gnaws to the memories in May. How to hand, read it, the memory is overflowing over there. Letters go through several years, strange, they show their face. Old teammates, the familiar friends are along the road to the front. And my uncle before the photo taken with the head of the armature. The black and white photo, long-lasting old color, but under his eyes still intact original color to strange. On the 15-5 days after the image suddenly closed him from the present, he was standing on a day of the past. * * * * We stopped in the city when it was released a week. People who are less confused, some shops have reopened. After lunch, Mr
Ha-centript-in-line leader - said small to me, "I noticed recently with a photo, my brothers and sisters took a celebration". I am happy to agree immediately. From a young age until now, I was able to take a picture at the beginning for the first time. Actually, it was now once, when I was six years old. People went to the house to tell the whole family to stand, I held the small board with the house number, then they took to save the record. However, until later, the family still didn't see that image. In the old curiosity in the past, the same joy was about to hold the first photo in hand, I am happy to be aware of the photo as a small house, hanging on the beautiful portrait photo walls. He peeked to led my brother to the shooting room. The room was not too wide, the rear was a picture of the green beach landscape to run away from the horizon. He chained my neck, to say "Laughing, the life is happy". I looked at him and laughed, in time when the light flashed lightly. At that time, the light was able to record our brothers' pictures, when the two of them were about to go through the new age! Mr. Ha said, "Walking a long time, but no photos sent to the cheeks, poor The old lady, remembering me not to see where to remember. " His sentence reminds me of extreme chumbs. After I got on the road, she also followed the cakes, told the car to remember for you to eat with hips. The words of cheeks made me warmly believe that all my teammates, everyone was taught like that. So the hungry meals, brothers in the unit are divided from stirring, potato pieces. Whether it is absolutely enough, it is also a certainty of the city in a quiet city. He said, perhaps people are still familiar with peaceful scenes. Living in bullet wars for many years, silent impingy makes people afraid. The unit is ordered to march. The enemy's army is still there, they have retreated to the western forest, while fighting fiercely. We marched, medium to scan but also helped the people withdraw from building a house and drilling wells. The unit of marching to a village along the mountain foot, divided into two and staples to the west, half stayed in protecting the people and helping them cultivate and produce to have a living food. That day was when he broke up with us. He was assigned to the key unit to retrieve the ruins. Before you go to my hand in my hand and tell: "I kept holding this photo, when I finished my mission, I will meet again." I am attentive, but know the superiors assigned, it must be enforced. Mr. Ha Tran An me, the day about the country is approaching, I tried to do good mission, when I returned to I will take you to my hometown playing a trip. But where anyone knows, the trip of An

. Dịch vụ: Thiết kế website, quảng cáo google, đăng ký website bộ công thương uy tín

Related news