Today morning, winter suddenly came, not to notice. Just yesterday my God please still warm and sunny one of hanh, last October, land fissures and do make the dry fall leaves ròn. Paint and you play the grass field remains outside the chicken is hot in action, the flow of sweat.But through a night of rain, the sky suddenly changed out the wind, and where the cold rushes to make supposedly are in the middle of the winter frosts. Paint tossing blankets woke up, but don't step down immediately to bed like always, also sat in on the hand wrap, earning next to children holding hands bévẫn sleep. My sister and mom Son son has come up, the fire kilns fans are seated to drink tea-water phase. Son sees people dressed in wet weather.Look out in the yard, painted saw White dry land, always the wind do the picking up micro-vu small dust, blow dried leaves strengthened ones lie, the roller. Overcast sky, a white opaque. The Orchid pots, vibrations and leaves look like colors again because of wet weather.Also see cold, rush Venice grew head blanket grab take off the call. Mom Son heard, put down the tea cup water, protected Lan:-I was taking baskets off mom wear for children, go.And then back to Baoshan:-I sang here that sits to the warm. Smart steps to give the baby to sleep.
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