Mother's Love Will Never Change

In mind things stand the test of time, on the memory of the stone, now exist wind erosion and can't afford to hard disk file also proof against foreign BuGuoYi attacks. The happy, compared with the pain of loss more deep-rooted. I cannot be read on the mobile hard flow tears, a night of knowing that are already irrevocable was reluctant to press the formatting of button. This reminds me of I once raised a a rabbit, I'm obsessed with it, even if the happy happy without can keep for 24 hours, and I for its leave sad more than a week of time.

Isn't happy forever just moments before, pain may be permanent?  louis vuitton leather luggage

But in fact, we spent most of his life, tame in different time time, meet different people, experience different things from the bland family to intersect the roof like love, friendship to realize oneself write so far side of narrow little thought to the sublimation. Insipid is life theme song, isn't it...

Preface in XiaoJi: early this morning, without warning situation, in tears woke up in mom's face as if still in sight. On December 24, 2010 a dream on Christmas Eve morning. A Christmas Eve at zero for Christmas, remember. 17

Here and write mother, is my mother's milk. When I was a child, because sick mother, father and mother put my milk in the country, although one mother milk at home when they pick up by her mother, but every year in the home to live some day, this kind of situation about ten years continued to. In this hellmann photographed images, opting for my mother's milk. My biological mother was eighty three also this year, when young, mother always said: go to see your mother's milk. Then mother would then said, had put you gave your milk mother, you won't have this life. Mother's meaning, mean, I wouldn't have today urban life and work.  louis vuitton leather purses

Mom, I dream of you. With you in a few decades later, respectively, I dreamed about you.

I came to your side, you sit in the pits, face was covered with smile. I look at you, I said to myself, yes, it's mother, is I once knew and loved mom, I jump in your arms, I broke down and wept in your arms. This cry bitterly, only in deep love her mother's arms, would have burst into tears.