Sunday morning, the yard covered with mottled sunlight. I was standing near the water washing clothes, his wife sitting next to his hands busy knitting,bailey UGG boots, live, warm and quiet little courtyard. Suddenly his wife scream, like the spring-like jumped up from the bench, followed Huarong eclipsed the bench until around in circles. I was shocked, hurriedly asked: After a child, boring bee flew off, she sat down a small stool, picked up on the floor of the wool to be busy. weave weave, eyes were red and whispered, sobbing, I, you learn that turning a blind eye, and rejoiced in it? profoundly for some review. she turned around, long sigh and said: Bee ah damn.
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