do you still remember? Anyway, I remember, even though I remember, I remember.
That is the first few early summer, the sun is tender and thin, and the world is clear and translucent. Revelling, the entire picture is happy, jump. That is we sweeping in the classroom.
After the teacher walked away, the classroom was lively. The sullenness of the table and chair collided, the small command number, the scream of the command, snatch the quarrel of the tool, everything is covered by the dusty dust.
The sprinkler is a lot of breath, who has just put on the new sandals gives a lotus, and it is holding a wet broom to paint big words; standing on the table, low head and wiping the table, washing cloth The semi-wet rag is then thrown again, who ran to the window to 捡 rag. The water of the water is bent on a small waist, and the end of the water is like a nasty, and the stool is the stool, the water pipe and the quarrel of the class.
Cleaning is not cleaned, I don't know, I have finished, I don't know who is the most poured water, a small elf shoots, there is noisy, laugh, more people take their own cup Water outside. The cup is too small, and the mouth is covered with water. With the barrel of children, the big little child is splamed into a group, and I don't know who is spilling, all smiles, shouted: "Songkran Festival Songkrant Festival ... "
The water ball sent a gold-like gloss, laughter, scream, and noisy in the sun. . . . . . All are full of small wine rods on the corner of the mouth, in the same sun, the happiness that belongs to that time, but do you remember?
