Honey….

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“Honey, how can you not with me”
How do you not, dear me
You said that I have all the girls the most beautiful face,
How can you let her do not look withered in loneliness on the one?
How do you not, dear me
You said I traveled the world with a circle around the Earth
Have not fulfilled your promise to hide What kind of love I have for a thousand years?
How do you not, dear me
You said never make me sad a person
You left me stranded in the desert city say Haikudanlan
How do you not, dear me
You said I hurt my pet coax me kiss me love me endless
Is not the one you wore gorgeous clothes in beautiful lie
How do you not, dear me
I have been marketing for the Iraqi people have lost their language haggard
How do you not, dear me
I’ve been waiting for you to forget what is called sleep until
How do you not, dear me
I have too much you do not return my message tearful
How do you not, dear me
I have put on a white dress and so on to my hands holding you

Girls finishing relics

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Girls finishing relics discovered a blood donation certificate that says the boy’s name. Surprising is that she never knew, the boy offered in three consecutive months of blood, blood donation date Gengrang above her shock, she clearly remember, never forget that period of their most difficult days. During that time she understood why the boy’s body so weak, I see the boy “advance wages” means, to understand the boy is to donate blood in exchange for money to buy her secret to her like something to eat. Girls continue to organize possessions, they found a newspaper, surprised to find that big earthquake, the great mother who is the boy’s mother, that child is lucky to get the boy to life, but this lucky boy to her again . Girls tearful. Girls wrote a song.

Girls like….

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Girls like Chi Guazi, like to eat chestnuts, like oranges, but not like skinned children, girls eat each Yuanmin of special finish seeds, chestnut, orange, the boy’s eyes are always piled up a bunch of pericarp Hill, now As the stripping eat those things too strenuous, not even dared to touch her for a long time can not eat that want to eat good things.
There are too many girls are not used to, she could only learn to slowly become accustomed to are not used.

Girls should not regret

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Girls should not regret that because the boy did not answer her according to their own means the subject back to his sleep a night, sorry boys want to own her into the bed several times, were she refused to do. She is now really want a firm’s hugged the boy to come back that night of back to back up, but no longer can not make it up.
Girls used to visit the road, around a man holding her firmly in hand, do not worry that a steady stream of cars. Boys always find their own path in a car after leaving a party let her go in the other side of the car. Good girls want to catch that sense of security, but also how grasping grip.

a sunny morning

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Weekend, a sunny morning, the boys arm girl’s hand, and excitedly got a morning visit, bought a lot of girls like to eat snacks and her favorite clothes to go on the way home. Two happy children villains, and then through an intersection, you can get them together to build a love nest  their happy little paradise. Boys, girls, hand arm, hand carrying things bought, the boy in front, girls, the two men walking in the zebra, we should cross the road, and suddenly a right turn vehicles, straight to step away from the boys The girls move to the far back is coming, blink of effort, cars would hit the girl. “Bang!” Muffled bang as the car brakes after the tight sound. Everything happened so suddenly, knocked by floating the fly  meters away. The road is a dazzling red blood. “No! Do not!” Scared just because they recovered the girl cries hysterically tragic impact of the eardrums of every onlookers. Girls understand that crashed into her car could have been in mortal chance to react to a moment of zero seconds, the boy was surprised to push her to open up, pour yourself in a pool of blood inside. Girl cried threw himself around the boy, the boy covered in blood, calling aloud boy girl name, onlookers say useless, have tried the boy did not breathe. Girls do not believe, continue to call the boy’s name, the boy even miraculously opened his eyes, looked at a girl, with a serene smile, never closed his eyes. Girls know that boys most at the end of life is still struggling, were doing the last vestiges of strength to see their dear little woman, unharmed, and was safely close your eyes. It was a rainy season, everywhere covered with a wet, foggy rain into the earth with a.
It was a rainy season, everywhere covered with a wet, foggy rain into the earth with a.
Love two people build a nest, and now only one girl, girls think before floating them together, bit by bit.

God is always there

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God is always there and sometimes unsatisfactory.
Later, girls and boys together, when, for various reasons, they really come across a drink similar to the days of only a bowl of porridge. Day, the boy quietly to the girls leave a message: Honey, I’ve eaten on the table, leaving you a bowl of porridge, you finish it. Girls night drinking porridge, and rest for a time. Boy from the outside back, bring back to the girl she likes to eat mutton string, fruit, milk. The boy told the girl he found temporary jobs, has just earned, the boss agreed to pay in advance part of the wages. Having also come up with the money in the pockets of girls shook his hand. “Dear slowly eat! I have eaten outside.” Having also made a playful grimace. In the most difficult period of time, girls are still happy being a boy does seem to work tired because the body a little sick. Later, the boy got a job, girls and boys on their future wellbeing covered with a beautiful dream.

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