Write a child for 83 years in 1983, is a year I like it very much. This kind of saying is inevitable. Yes, they said that the 1980s is a selfish era. How do you not be selfish? We have no brothers and sisters, we grow up alone. Happiness is a trivial happiness, sadness is just trivial sorrow. Hanging the key hung in the chest. Jumping, all the way. The palm of the hand clevers a few lots, and ran to the street small selling store. The favorite is a bubble sugar that I have already remembered, a piece of money. White red wrapping paper, a little girl in blowing bubble. Sweet in memory, of course, not just like this. The puatown in front of the family, the flowers are full, and when they are left, they are filled. It is the best dishes for every family. Love bricks the leaves of the camily, mix the bubble flower, package in the wide large green lotus leaf. I pretend very hard, you pretend very happily. Those childhood players, where are you? Bee ladie cassuats, don't reap out the rivers and lakes so many years. See it on the seller in the supermarket. It is embarrassed, it seems to be in a warm public bath. Maybe you don't remember there or have a seagull, a small plastic can, a treasure of the witch, a bright blue, smell fragrance. I dug a big piece, wipe it on the hair, vaguely excited, grow up as if it is tomorrow. Wine heart chocolate. As long as one coy is one. (The happiness at that time. The price is cheaper.) Jin Guangcan wrapper, but it can't hold great temptation. Crying and caught, the 18th martial arts make, my mother is not bought. I finally waited for a day, a small hair, holding a dollar, and ran all the way. 10, full of handshable. Speech cannot be satisfied. Eat light, in exchange for all the lessons that sleep for one afternoon. Nothing is not worried. Kindergarten is the least love place. The teacher will take a small knife to say: I can't sleep in a nap? Don't sleep, fake and closed, the eyelashes are still excited, they will go to the left and right neighbors of the teacher. A noon, packed the villain and painted 18 faces on the face of a good child. I can't get it, I have entered a small black house because of the traitor. (Storage coal carbon stairwell) is still uneasy, and other teachers have opened the door, and they found a broken coal, and they were pinched out of several teeth of teeth. Secondly, the medical room is the most disgusting whippermithin. Bias, I like to play water, frequent colds. Sneeze and play, crying to a nose, but also climbed into the bed. Can't live. Adults make fraud, "Wei Wei, Wei Wei did not take the needle, Dad to go to the hospital?" This difference is like, I am very happy to take the rope, tie it, I am proud. Terring to the destination, the wind is protruding, the tie is successful, but she has made a hauffs on anvil. Of course, you have to cry, don't wait to cry, doctors say, Wei Wei, jump a dance. So starting with a small swallow, wearing a flower, just tears still. Speaking of dancing, it is learning from urination. Like those Huaying makeup, Ming Li light. Look, it is such a vanity child from a child. Yes ~ they said, in the 1980s, a vanity era. We are vanity, because of faith is dead. The substance is a little peace of mind that is at hand. A song of youth, reading over the eyes. I feel that they are so hot, the youth is beautiful. Can they use life, today we are having, today we are in BS. For the sea, spring blossoms. But the sea is dead, Gu Cheng is also dead.
