I listened to the wind of howling from the Solunty Khe Lunily, I knew winter in the top of the mountain. The mist was blind and rushed to follow the steep. The mountain road is poor but familiar with each grass bushes. The illustration of the author provided by the author is large with a large mountain, innocent and close. I never knew my parents face, who lived with her mother at the end of the village
. Mother met as well in a crowded at the end of this stream, cold purple re-rebounded in the old brocade fabric, on the people only a red thread with zinc hooks with zinc engraved k. All body That's it. Mother brought about raising and loving all ink
Mom who lived lonely leaning firewood across the spell to live. Mother's husband was a strong and architae guy of the village, once saving the flood he had been swept away by the flood when helping a pensioner through the stream. He was saved, but he left forever. The maternal villagers rebuild the floor house and bring their mother by helping their mother have jobs to earn a living. To the foot of the stairs mother welcomed and held her hands up. Mother hugging her mother: - Cold too cold-into the heating of a little fire stove, illuminating the warmth for the small hut of my mother. The fragrant grilled corn smell mixed with the smell of potato to be pleasant to be a booming stomach. I entered in a mother bathing with hot water ready for her daughter, she could roll her in a thick cotton towel when she bought Kinh brought up. Sitting eating murky Theat everything today she went to clean up the side of the village, met her old acquaintance who asked her mother and let the mother wrap fabric to sew the Tet shirt. It is a woman who is saved by her mother
This mother is weak, so I don't go to work, only do you think of heavy work, even so I'm still beautiful. White skin, a slender body as a workout. Nice from head to toe. The delicate face of sharp strokes like a sculpture under the talented hand of creatation. Looking at people, people think of old, nosterious and mysterious paintings. Does not have a hometown of the countryside, do not understand who parents are, the sutra or a copy that is so beautiful that day, many people are curious but still unable to know who his parents are a tiny village with a few dozen roofs still There is no shortage of people, so it is more difficult to understand. Then everyone loves you, the boys love whisper but respect her, the girl like to play with her, because she gently or helps children in the village Just like watching Ms. Mi dancing every time the association. However, it was ever sad, though he only lived with the old mother and she knew that she was not her mother sometimes. In her heart, she is all and she feels herself happy. Mai village has a society, the edition is excited. For ethnic minority in remote areas, life is far from urban, their joy is the festivals. Living simple so the joy is also very simple, but that doesn't stop the eagerness of each family. Adults are worried about how to clean up the house, the young people review the jewelry to wear on the happy day. Boys are deliberately dating. The common house of the village several today's music of the gongs Laughter Laughter of the dance teams are healthy boys are healthy, women who painted women or even the old instruments with the songs to sing enthusiasm. I am the soul of the culture. Singing or dancing, so she always participated in all the funs of the version. According to the village, especially this year, the government was supported by the government to build a clinic, so a unleashed doctor will Visit and examine people. Moses very much because it was only to meet the suthes of men when it was only a group of trafficking to trade. Towards all stages, girls gathered full of home after vun with everything and worry about meals for her mother and she quickly replaced her hair to put flowers to keep up with everyone. Pure with a little thin dew and light smoke in the houses suddenly brightened. Between the joint yard is a brilliant brocade long-term desk. The bouquet of the frosted forest was quite artisticated by Ms. Ban who was in charge of teaching for children in the children very much because of the gentleness, she reached a long time, alone and became a villain even though she didn't have Little blood with people in the village. A large black car ran into the yard, everyone rushed out about eight men and a woman off the car. They wear white blouse every person carrying a red cross carton. The leader of Trong Trong invited them to the head of the head, the leader of the delegation was a older doctor about fifty (I heard people called him like that), Mr. Lady and polite but the expression was serious And slightly cold. Every people gathered waiting for a medical examination and distributed drugs assigned to the doctor's group. I don't understand why the pure beauty of the doctor's doctor startled to look at her, surprised and surprised face d . Dịch vụ:
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