Tippmaster
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23.04.2020 03:05
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Tick, tick, tick ... "The clock at the head of the bed walked weakly, without the beautiful appearance and crisp voice of ten years ago, replaced by a rusty ripped coat and the sound of" click " The little green tree outside the window has grown old now, it bends down, bows its back, no longer as it was originally full of vitality. Time is like an arrow, the sun and moon are like shuttles, how many beautiful things are drawn into the long river of time Here, go away with time. Things will change, scenes will change, people will also change time, time, why have you never reflected on your own faults? Why have you never brought back beautiful things? You know, you How many irreparable mistakes have you made? You, you are a face-offering sinner. Recalling my mother ��s beautiful years, slim, long hair fluttering, white skin with a hint of blush, like a cherry tree standing in the spring wind. Now? As the days passed, the blush on my mother's face was disappearing little by little, the original white and tender skin became rough, and the long fluttering hair disappeared. Because of the hard work day and night, the original upright back became curved. This Your "masterpiece"-time! You, you, is a villain that changes people's hearts. Looking back on the past, it was my dad who accompanied me to fly kites on green grass, gave me twisted ponytails, played with me Trouble ... He grows up with me like a child who never grows up. But what about now? Years walked far away in brisk steps, from light to medium speed Cheap Cigarettes, from medium to slow. Beside me I do n��t have a father ��s figure Parliament Cigarettes, I only see the father sitting on the front of the computer, that person makes me feel strange. I stared at the computer screen with the eyes of a dead fish, only some cold numbers and big heads came into my eyes Design scheme, they seem to be laughing at me: "The kid who didn't want it, so stupid! "I suddenly felt discouraged. The original fiery heart seemed to have been wiped out by cold water. It was already cold. This is your" good thing "-time. You, you are mysterious killer . Recall that when I was young, there was always a pair of big rough hands holding my tender little hands and taking me forward. I know that those hands belonged to Grandma Zeng. Looking up, a loving face, although not beautiful , But it gives people a sense of intimacy, the face is full of wrinkles. The mouth is always open, the teeth inside are small and yellow, but it makes people feel unusually warm. But, now? I no longer? I could n��t see the grandmother Zeng ��s figure. My mother said that she was gone and went to a place called ��Heaven.�� I thought that Grandmother Zeng would come back to play with me, but I was wrong, and never would be. You took it away Grandma Zeng-Time is begging you, I beg your time! Give her back the face of her mother! Give him his father's belt! Give me the loving figure of Grandma Zeng! Take you away Give your precious memories back to them! I do n��t know if you heard our cry Marlboro Red, Opposition, maybe, maybe, incoming faint echo in your ears only, but you will eventually know our helplessness, hope you stop, help us! |
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