From the woman walking through the winter, I will go directly to the summer. Every day, I can't get falling in the small nest, it is really falling, because I haven't done anything, I suddenly have a good day, kick open the curtains. To the full room, thinking, this pigeon female woman is me, the most despised never stacked quilt and sleep lazy, ?? The campus's forest is unlimited, I took the head of my head. Frustration I can't do it. It should be the season of dressing, but I didn't even dress my own mind, my mind is the symptom! My face is equally, I want to go home, I want to see my father and mother, not In the nightmare, there is no feeling in the life. Dad hasn't called me for a long time. My heart has been nervous, I am afraid that he forgot. As a result, he really didn't call me, since I was ten-year-old memory I will remember anything in my deep, I have only closed my mobile phone until 12 o'clock. The next morning, in the library, I sent him a text message telling him that I have yesterday birthday.
