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25.07.2019 09:35
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When I returned to my mother's house last time, it was the "rainwater" season. When I got home, I immediately parked my car and went straight to the old house of my hometown. Sure enough, this plant often enters the peach tree in my dreams. At this time, it is already a lively scene of ��thousands of thousands of low-pressured branches�� mokingusacigarettes.com. I saw a series of peach blossoms in the sparse leaves, blooming in the cold wind Cigarettes Online. . Looking around, there is still a dead winter in the surrounding area, and here there is already a "peach tree branch spring is noisy" vitality. Suddenly, my heart was filled with a few touches, and I was deeply immersed in deep nostalgia. This peach tree has been over a decade old. It was discovered by the younger sister from the rubble and transplanted it freely Online Cigarettes. No one cares about it. But it is just growing up in the casual of everyone. Until one day, the little peach tree opened the first peach blossom, and it really came into our sight. Later, whenever Li Chun arrived, the peach blossoms began to open three or three times, and the blooming peach blossoms became the most beautiful scenery of the old house. Then, after the red, it was time for "green fat red and thin". At this time, you can see that there are small peaches on the branches, and here, it is also a good group of ducks that my mother feeds. It��s almost going to be in June, and the peaches are fully cooked. It��s also the place I visit most. I will always pick up a few big red peaches to make my family taste fresh. My mother liked to eat peaches during her lifetime. In order to let everyone eat these fresh peaches every year, my mother can take care of this peach tree, fertilize it, and catch insects. Therefore, under the care of the mother, Peach Tree presents us with sweet fruit every year. Now the peach blossoms of the trees are still shining brightly. In June, the fresh fruits are still ripe Newport 100S. However, there is no more of my figure under the peach trees, and I don��t know how to call the female voices. When my mother ate peaches, it looked like a happy face. Since my mother left, my father bought a new house and moved away. The peach blossoms bloomed several times, and the fruit was cooked and fell a few times Marlboro Gold. No one would pay attention to it. I think that I will come back in June this year. I want to pick some of the biggest and sweetest fruits, put them in front of my mother's image, and let her old people try them again. No, it is coming back every June in the future, for the mother. |
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