I love dogs very much, but before 9 years old is not. In 79, the ship was expected. Mother sent the children to his hometown, the village school, buffalo and that is my love life. In the table on the table below Hihi, it's fun. How is the exciting new buffalo, I don't understand why the children can distinguish buffaloes like people (they are similar to I aunt), and I am extremely miserable don't know what buffaloes of my grandmother
. May not lose any children. Now I still remember my admiration to look at the smalls sitting on the back of the buffalo (like Samurai or Superman). Once I tried to climb the back of the buffalo with the help of friends, but failed miserably
And so there is never a chance to sit on the back of the buffalo. Once the buffalo blankets returned to losing their voices because of shouting, he was winter, rolling up and without suffering. In the city was hungry, she was filled with cassava. My grandfather was weak, so every day there was a thing to scrape into the yarn, mixing a bit of fat and stalks with a little onion, don't remember it, but it would be delicious, and I was so fat. Her house has a black, rare, and rare dog, looking at it as right as ink. It obediently granted, caught mouse very talented. Strangely it lay very well. Every time 2 children and 1 are ink, they are in I like their mother. Later she gave my house a squid and tells everyone don't curse, because when it's big is meat. Before being crying with me
It is a dog crying. Oh reiterated too heartbreaking ... at her house for a few days to the main part of the story. Going to school about the gaping ink, I saw me rushing out, crossing me and walked behind my back. The tail of the tail did not have to say, the nose was threatened, the ears left behind ... the soul to the clouds, I whispered: "I save you". I heard the chase dogs are not running, but cannot be run, my vacuum is now. I looked out and ... ignored it, even laughing very sinister (?). At that time perhaps I hate myself across the Chinese troops invaded. And finally with the trembling legs I also went into the house. I screamed loudly to eat, while my aunties rolled. Finally, she said: "It's good". I love you. It hunger doesn't sound, holding the house like holding its treasure. Happy when the owner of whether it was unexpectedly kicked. The eyes of it patients are bold in nostalgia. According to the village of Pig . Dịch vụ:
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