Mom, his uncle named Huan, is a painter from the city to me! I met him at the foot of the hill. - Hello, I am Huan, I heard in this area to grow the triangular flower hill in a brilliant season, so I got up here to find inspiration. Listen to the rice paddy told if she looked from her house at the house, drawing the hill at the sunset was the most beautiful, so I would like to ask you a little space, no idea what do you mean ..
.? - Huan hesitant .- Yes, yes I probably be less than you, so I kept calling my name is course, you! And my house is nature, if need to help tell me my mother's mother .
. Illustration: Dinh Huong is the first meeting of course and painter Huan. He happened to watch a photo of the triangular flower hill and decided to arrive in this place to find the emotion after the day of the city. Naturally noticed in Huan the co-tune in the sadness of absence, when she saw him sitting in front of the price, the gaze looked towards the hill at sunset. From the day the wooden house has him, seemingly atmosphere Suddenly getting better and more fun. Naturally feels happy happiness in your eyes. Her heart suddenly vaguely relief fresh emotions, before the sincerity of the painter. But fueling himself because of the transient emotions and forgotten the old days, the more not forgetting she had paddy. From the pain of her mother and the past day to stop still haunting, she did not allow me to put more faith anymore .
. *** Small day, in the villagers only with every quarter to be fuel. She grew up with only warmth, her mother's hand in the house in the mound in the beginning of the village. Naturally wearing a beautiful beauty, the eyes of the sadness are dreaming, the voice is clear as a quiet water. There are quarteting with easeing of sadness in course, and when she is now given to the first sex love. Then on a magical moon night, she gave four white in early life. I thought that they would be my husband, I want to build a kettle ... I suspected a night, quietly leaving, leaving my hometown to come to dream horizons, to be able to wave the area. In the day of course, she took the word "Naturally" in words named me with wish that my child will be peaceful in the waves of the wind. But why he was teasing his body, when he was a long time after, he burst into the pain of losing his mother. She carried all the humiliations, bitterness suffered, suddenly walked out on a windy night. Only leave the question marks hovering about Father, it will not be answered ... *** Every time from the city, Huan usually brings many gifts to the mother's mother, even if she always prompts, If you come back, don't bring anything. She always avoided Huan's gaze when two people accidentally touched their faces. Every time he only stayed from morning to the afternoon, enlisting around the hill to find beautiful scenes and sketched, then returned to the city. Thi Anh street lonely in his own house. Huan's parents divorced since he was young. Huan lives with his father and aunt in the cold house, when everyone is entitled to run in money and fame. The peaceful triangular triangle flower hill still appears in dreams, soaked in the warm fire of love for gentle daughter. There was a pure eyes and the innocent poetry of the rice, with a clear voice of course to remember me. From the day the wooden house had him, it seemed to be more warm and fresh. Naturally feels happy happiness in your eyes. Her heart suddenly vaguely relief fresh emotions, in front of the sincerity of the painter. It is usually wrapped in a tangerine every time he visited the two mother, only the times when the medical focuses on drawing, new rice Leave you. Huan has considered the rice as her descendants. When he returned to the empowerment city, he didn't want to leave. Recovering the feelings of the two grandchildren was getting deeply deeply, suddenly suddenly saw it. She never thought he was worthy of Huan's feelings. Every night when hugging the rice, even if she didn't want to but she was still forever with the pain in that day? Why remember that afternoon, two mother and daughter stood silently looking at the wedding of Four busy? It's been ten years ago, but why was the pain of pain as a cut when he thought of his mother's sufferings, and sour remembering the mistake of a misconception of a naive girl. *** That afternoon, when the net returned The city is heavy. He stayed with his mother's mother. Rain until midnight, stop, the moon is cloudy pouring down the golden light hill or. In the rice house was asleep. Holding the cigarette, sitting at the attic looking at the triangle triangle dream of dreaming in the moon. Huân Thank you the hill hill brought him to this place. In his heart, he was stumbling across the sadness was rolling the waves. Make a crucial look of Huan, especially knowing he was confided. Huan said the British Father's company was bankrupt, the mother stood in front of her husband's danger, was hugging all the remaining assets to escape. Now his family everything is tangled, Huan feels helpless to the air, the air is covered in the house. . Dịch vụ:
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