From someone else's article, if there is no parent in a house, there is no love person, and it can't be called "home." I think this sentence is very correct, so I always stubilizically call the place where I live is "bedroom."
It's rain outside the window. I heard the rain, I don't know, I don't know what I said in the old notebook of PP. "I like new knowledge, I like old friends, like how to be unsolic."
This winter is a bit special, especially I started to listen carefully. Listening to the sky, listening to the rain drip stone, listening to the rain, telling everything. Rain, can you tell me why this night is so black?
The rain rushed, and the rain took me think.
A long time ago, there was a little boy wearing sandals, enjoying the baptism of the shower under the shining of the sun; after a long time, the boy became a man, enjoying the baptism of the winter rain under the night shining!
