10:56 a.m. - 2008-10-15
wait
Gradually, from a young age to tell the neighbors, I felt that the hard struggle, that line between life and death conflict.
It turned out that neighbors have crowded in the small of her husband's arms crying, also at small to make a small temper her husband, the husband refused to love and care, but it has never refused treatment. Perhaps, my little neighbors can not bear to leave their young daughter, the young husband, left alone in this beautiful world; doctor may want to be misdiagnosed, and tomorrow they can tell to go home.
Laugh and cry, and the struggle between small and medium-sized neighbors a little, step by step out of the shadow of the firm. Today, in front of me a little neighbors, is less optimistic, then the sun. As a Pojianerchu wait for the butterflies, Pojianerchu experienced the struggle of life completed the course, turned into a great one..........
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