Monday, December 26, 2011

is a common to ordinary morning

I open my eyes, ' is a common to ordinary morning, looked at the tent by the morning sun gradually as the bright of sheeting, ' I ' know what to do every morning to go to work.
Horse, horse is to scrub, and then go to the cattle and horses. Then a piece of grassland in exile herds, in every evening will Ann quietly closed in the ' I ' give them build the circle. Last night, as usual, cattle and Ann quietly, and without any sound. Just an ordinary day.
Sister 's letter, is yesterday's surprise. Both a respective life, has little correspondence with the outside world, the lack of contact of the prairie, sister became the only contact with the outside world bond, as it were, from morning and evening in the wind and rain to see or hear every detail of the sound, classmates wear like this the past is gone one day, and there is no other cause he is curious. ' I ' only through the words and the students to wear the same body, see the same grassland bale, as in the prairie and the students wear heart world how broad, to tell the truth, really do not know how to grasp and conjecture, so random walk with words, to which is which the.

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