为什么还没打给我的??
闷咯。。。
最好下个星期一可以开工拉
不然这个假期在家闷到发霉
昨天回了通电话给姑姑
因为前天晚上她打来的时候我已经睡了
她说其实没什么
只是要告诉我关于在加拿大的婶婶
她说她17号就要动手术
当时我很惊讶
原来她要割掉子宫
因为生了一个瘤

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 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 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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