住在Johor的姑姑给我打了电话
她告诉了我一个消息
我

她说上个星期扫墓过后的星期三(March30)生病到现在!
之前还一直发烧
天啊?我问为什么会这样呢?
她说可能天气太热了(说真的天气真是太过分了)
她还告诉了我
她生病的前一天,二姑姑给她打了电话
原来二姑姑全家人都生病了
第二天,就轮到我的三姑姑(=='')
吓死了,我还以为是.....
原来是天气的关系。
(><那该死的天气!)
希望他们早日康复。
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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