God closes your door will give you open a window
Yes, we can sometimes lose our things in life, we can hear the blood youth boy because no hands without experiencing the fun of basketball, we will hear a young girl because of losing the fragrant eyes not to look at the life of bright, we'll listen to into the old man for children the accident send black hair and white hair, we will hear the laughter of childhood children who lost their loved ones and could not enjoy the great maternal love.Temptation and loneliness is not the reason of lov
All that we see or hear, unfair, these are people not fair, please don't because of the loss of the door, and hurt the window quietly opened.Have you the bright warm
"Wow wow"... "Was born, born, is the twins", waiting Wang Han and hand wringing, hear the midwife shouts the heart of stone finally fall into.Some love, need to give up
This is a remote town. The barren original villagers life is too difficult, to just had two daughters of King Han has been short of joy, to how to raise the sudden family of four to be very careful in reckoning.
The village of ginger orchid care home store in the village, there is a public telephone booth next to the shop only. For poor villagers, and outside the family almost depends on it. Just leave the Wang Dahan borrowed some money from a distant brother, I can survive for a long time.care of the environment is a hard job
Day in and day out, like the lake quiet life dull. Every day people come here to miss distant relatives, who for many years no children.
Only in the phone box, there is a figure around every day, watched the people who give their loved ones on the phone, she wanted to call a person, she hadn't seen mother.
"Aunt, I want to change my coin" a powder Yuzhuo carving little girl, dressed in shabby clothes, comb with two horns braided, face ruddy, with a candy, look in Jiang lan.I walked a few blocks
Jiang Lan, because they can not be ex husband abandoned the family. A person lonely and helpless, almost in despair. She thinks there is no believe that something, apart from the mouth of tobacco flavor.
Perhaps is because cannot bear to be abandoned, Jiang Lan no feelings for children. Still contain smoke, grey eyes swept the candy, indifferent like lost hope.
