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07.10.2019 03:00
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It was a town full of antiques. The white walls and blue tiles everywhere, the endless stream of water, my childhood, was spent there. I remember the grandmother��s old house, next to a big house Cigarettes Online. It was a large family, and the ancestors left still living in later generations. The interior of the house was still decorated during the Republic of China and has not changed. Jasmine is the little granddaughter of this family. It was my childhood playmate. Because she liked jasmine, she was named Jasmine. Jasmine is an ordinary, quiet girl. When I first came back here, her quiet personality and other people's incompetent personality caught my attention. She likes white and always wears a white dress. She has a scent on her body, and like her name - when Jasmine is idle, I always go to her house to play, the time of the house attracts me, the jasmine flower field is pulling me. Together, they shuttle through the flower fields, and there is a fragrant jasmine incense between the noses. Play with each other, the garden is full of children's innocent laughter. When I was tired, we leaned on the rockery and always liked to fill her hair with jasmine. When Jasmine's grandmother was okay, she often told us about some old things, and dragged our thoughts to the distance so freely and freely through two spring Marlboro Cigarettes, summer, autumn and winter. In the evening of the setting sun, Jasmine told me that she was going to leave here. Grandparents and her went together and stopped coming back. I don't understand her. It's not worse than the city. Why go? Jasmine still left, and I don't want to go back to my parents, and I live with my grandparents and my wife, "Sunrise, Sunset". More importantly, this unpretentious town has attracted me, and perhaps, the home of Jasmine, my childhood paradise. After she left, I still went to the old house, just like this old house is my home. I held the key she gave me in my hand and guarded the land of her childhood. I often go to the backyard to water the flowers, so that this lonely house has a floral companionship. Then I have to go back to Xiamen. There is no room for choice. I grew up. I have to go to school one night before I left. I came to the old house and sat on the stage. There was dust on the carved beams, and the whole house was black and chaotic. In the courtyard, there were some weeds. The plum tree at the edge of the pool has dried up, and the yellowish petals have floated on the ground. The cool wind swayed in the old house, and the house had a bit of desolateness and desolateness. After returning to the old house in the sixth grade, I don't want to go anymore. Even if I go back to my grandmother's house, I don't want to go. I was sad, I used to spend a lot of time, and the house that was laughing and laughing turned into a dimly lit house with a lot of weeds and darkness Wholesale Cigarettes. Is it necessary to bring us some happiness in the passage of time? Do you have to change your life in the past? When I was a child, I couldn��t figure it out. Time, inadvertently passed. In a blink of an eye, I have already looked at the sun in the first day, I will tell myself, yes, I left the past, just to meet a better future. |
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