Crazy Rebel(l)s
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20.09.2019 09:11
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In the long cold night, there are always three snowmen standing side by side, so happy to be together forever, they are not alone, not lonely, they accompany each other to warm each other. In the winter of previous years, it often snowed. Looking up, there is only one world of silver. The reason why my understanding of snow is so beautiful is that I am from the three warm snowmen at that time, or a naughty and playful child. Every time it snows, I will definitely go downstairs to play with snow. The crystal clear snow falls from the sky Newport 100S, and the branches are covered with a thin layer of snow, which is gently pushed, and if countless butterflies fly in the sky. I always have fun with my mom and dad, and I don't even want to go home Newport Cigarettes Coupons. It is another snow. There was a little coolness in the wind, and a few transparent snowflakes fluttered in the air, and the man danced and fell lightly to the branches. When the snow stops, the sun gradually sets aside the clouds, and there is a different mood on the snow. I called Mom and Dad downstairs to accompany me to make a snowman. The central part of the yard soon appeared a sly, unfinished snowman. The sun soon disappeared, and the air began to rise and snow. We will go back first, waiting for the next snow stop. It was not until the evening that the snow stopped completely. I went down alone. The wind was smashing and the coldness was pressing. I slightly adjusted the scarf between the neck and tightened my coat. I was ready to pile up the snowman that I had not piled up before. It is like smiling at me. There was nothing wrong with looking at it from a distance Marlboro Cigarettes. When I looked closer, I found that the snowman was no longer the way I left before, and it was obviously completed. I blinked and looked at it again - yes, the little snowman was already piled up. Not only that, but there are two more snowmen next to it. But this is not unusual, maybe it is the children who piled them up, after all, it is the age of fun. But - I turned to think, but I feel that this is specifically piled here. Who will ��hands-on�� move the snow far away to make a snowman? ! The snow in the vicinity was used by me to pile up this snowman. I am too lazy to think, only when those children are idle. However, I suddenly discovered that every time I piled a snowman, there would always be two more snowmen. It is another winter. I happened to meet the little boy who likes to make a snowman on the side of someone else's snowman. Later I learned that his father died of illness when he was seven years old, and his mother always added night shifts. In these evenings, he was alone at home. Seeing these snowmen alone in the winter is as pathetic as him, so he wants to help them pile up a father and mother. The other two snowmen on the side of the snowman have the most beautiful explanation - there won't be so many lonely snow dolls in the world going through the long cold night. Bring endless warmth and warmth. |
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