Mommys Little Monsters 13

Outside the car was heavy rain, hit a ball on the leaves. But unfortunately is not the parasol tree. Deposited on the streets is deep water, pressing the wheel to violently thrown from time to time under the high spray? Big drops play after another rain on the window, and windows along the inside of the shed. I was extremely calm, but journeying, looking out the window, watch the flash of scenery, watch the flow of water droplets on glass over the traces. Good like this feeling, calm, beautiful and inevitably some sentimental. For a girl who is fifteen years old m begins to miss the boy she likes. She desires to grow up and wait for the day to wear the Quinceaneras Dresses.

Rain is still fiercely underground, but this time I began to miss him. He is also a play on the junior high school children of mud. He is a very shy child likes to sing. He was deeply influenced by the family of a child. He is a general pure snow child. Casual acquaintance of the boy is simply because of fate.

Saturday, I attended a neighborhood picnic organized class activities, we go to a big lake, and the scenery is quite good. Not far away lays a seemingly depressed village, cattle grazing field in twos and threes. We chose a place close to the lake from the kitchen to do the soil was found surprisingly hard. Plus there is no available water resources, had to go to the village for help. Into the village and found the whole village was quiet, terrible, no infested person can hear several more cattle occasionally howl. Approached, only to find a grandmother sitting in the door of the sun, the grandmother seems to have longevity, hair, teeth, hump all of which show traces of the years. Grandma is very kind. She greeted us warmly to her house and sit, the well to fetch water in her home and intends to take the hoe. Grandma not very understand Mandarin, I waited a long time she did not understand that hoe. And ultimately hand over her understand the situation, I took a spatula into it, let me laugh and cry. Standing upstairs at this time to see a seemingly silent for a long time the child, I cried like a savior with the met: brother, I want to hoe. He did not speak, do not hold the key down after a while, I took a hoe. In order to assure him that I told him to play with us in the past, he quietly replied that he would go to the lake will be singing. Listen to his singing. I fell in to the situation as if I am wearing the Quinceaneras Dresses and dancing with him.