Memory of a person

A mild old man, in his hard-won peace of mind to enjoy the quiet and peaceful old age, when the ring was exceptionally bright and flashing in his head, his equanimity, laughing. Accustomed to decades of humble life, he had not suited to flowers and applause. He pushed too much honor, all praise and glory of all worldly possessions, I was alive, that was enough. People called him the most outstanding modern novelist, he said I had not a writer, and I do not deserve. People respect him as a literary master, art master, he gently waved his hand, I'm just a simple country folk, I am very ordinary. Nobel Literature Prize laureate said that almost took his head. In fact, he was not winning really does not matter, his writing after years of erosion, of time cleaning, more honest and deep, crystal clear. He constructed his own world, passes only one word: love, beauty.
A fanciful young man cooling off Xiu Xiu, very quiet, very few speak loudly, or even blush to see the strange girl, difficulty in breathing. He has a blazing emotion, but also stubborn and shy hot Puff heart. In the chaos, he in a different army had been a soldier, not the dead have seen less than the living. For a moment the day of death in his ear like a bullet flying, to see people pull, is reluctant to pull him away. Because he will do something big business, one soil to became famous because of him, endless charm. But now he needs to hardships and life experiences. He escaped the bullets of the saved shot, he fell in love with a small town girlCheap ClothesJuniors DressesLED LightRenault can clipbmw gt1Aluminium Powder led lightSEO ServicesReplica Watches

Clivia, follow me home

This potted Clivia my family spent sixteen years old. Thirteen years ago my mother's dowry. Ten years later, my family moved from Heilongjiang, Liaoning, due to inability to carry, reluctantly part left to the sister. Clivia after three years and once again our family reunion, tears blur, miss, guilt, love and affection flock to mind. This basin Clivia flowers and had between our family and imagination of ordinary people can not understand the complex, like flowers, hearts like children, like human children.
I have always liked flowers, the family has raised flowers, watering, fertilizing, Huanpen, all I'll take care of. Even to the flower market on the flowers, my mother let me choose to go with her pick out this flower pots Clivia is what I selected to buy home. Mother was still a little hesitant, dislike it is the forest canopy, have to wait three years to flower. Mother like flowers decorate the home, promising branches of flowers are in full flower, arrayed happy, at home is a nice decoration. I was like the pot Clivia, because its name sounds good, the leaves look good, and that as fire general passion flower, beautiful and charming! Exciting! Be blooming Clivia too expensive, good variety to a thousand dollars, the general also on the hundred dollars. Mother gave up because of too expensive, agreed to buy the pots of seedlings I go home slowly raised. I think that raising flowers to plant flowers, from small to large flowers raised more interesting, more emotional, more a sense of accomplishment! A few years ago, the northern Changchun Clivia, but swept the country, mighty the name of the flower. Good variety of authentic and noble to buy a few million pot, although speculation is suspect, but the general good Clivia flowers and the finest varieties in comparison, did not compare.


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