妈咪回来了~她还拍了照片
这个是泰国庙
白白的，很特别
如果是亲眼看到
一定会难忘
不知道是在哪里
应该是庙前面吧
竟然有这么多的
手......
@看看下面@
哇~!真是吓死人了咯
竟然有这么多的
‘石头’手
这些手应该是在讨什么东西吧?
不知道是谁做的手
那么像人的....
妈咪还买了很多手信给我
她还买了我们最喜欢的
咖啡酒~
hmm....好喝~!
酒+咖啡
就好像香港的鸳鸯
咖啡+奶茶
一样的让人难忘又特别的味道
Love Is...
Love is an honesty
About the language of the heart who was revealed
by the strands of the body
About a satiran who exposed knife
Love is sometimes blind,will forget the mind
Doing things that are sometimes absurd
But that's love
Love Is...
Love can turn bitter into sweet, turning dust gold,
cloudy became clear, sick are healed, the prison into
the lake,pain becomes pleasure, and anger into mercy
Love is not teaching us weak, but of power.
Love teaches us not humiliate ourselves,
but breathes bravery.
Love is not discouraging, but uplifting
Love Is...
Love also makes you become a poet
Inscribe her in the heart of the sky
By borrowing the color of the rainbow
To carve hearts content
But Love is a beautiful gift
Grace of the Creator to his people
And let the flavors were languishing in our heart
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