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21.09.2019 04:18
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Today is the last day at home, the family does not know what happened, especially strange, even the tone of speech has changed, to the grandmother's house, my grandmother wants me to eat dumplings there, no way, maybe the family is always lyrical when leaving. For a while. Who makes us all people! I remember that when I was in high school, I liked to read a lot of post-80s articles, thinking that it was our real life, so I fell in love with the little four without any mercy, how much do you know in your dreams? I remember that we were still young, the wind was on the branch Cheap Cigarettes, and I didn��t know how to fall asleep. . . Such an article feels addictive at first glance, and I am thinking about when I will write such an article. But now I am just an ordinary junior college student, and he is now the editor-in-chief. This gap has no face. I just said that my old lady asked me to pack my clothes and prepare to go tomorrow, but I don��t know what clothes I have. The final result is to find a few clothes, in fact, not without clothes, but do not like other clothes, since they do not like, then why did you like it when you bought it? Do not understand, is it that people always spend their time in the new and tired? Regarding him, the old lady ruthlessly stuffed all the clothes into the box, for fear that her son had no clothes to wear Newport Cigarettes, in fact, it can be understood, who does not hurt his own child! But what are we doing at school? Escape class? Do not go to self-test? drink? Splurge? play games? Go online? Still in the first year of my love university, I actually had a class with only 60 points. It may be that the teacher has not looked at it. It is very sad. I asked other students how they scored better than me. How did I learn? I don't know. When I was not in college, I heard that the seniors said that the 60 points and the one hundred percent are the same, but they are not so reconciled. This seems to be a very good irony. I am not willing, why not review? Why not do it well, get an undergraduate? I want to laugh, I don��t know if this laugh is laughing at what the father is doing, and the brush writing can be written, and still learning. It may be able to purify the soul and bring it to his busy space. Click on the vacuum, take a break, don't hurt your sister and ask me if my parents are not at home at night. Just two of us, do you still have dinner? I said that my sister said that there was no meal, and then we laughed. In fact, it is very weight-loss to eat at night, but I don��t know why I feel very hungry. It seems that I have to insist that NND has not been heavy for a year. I am so excited, the electronic scale at home is very annoying, not when you give him two feet, he only shows the number, hope is not fake, huh, huh. Look at my home again, my warm home, the house is not small but not empty, the space is not big but not crowded, huh, huh Wholesale Cigarettes, this is so contradictory. The last diary written at home is really sad. Don��t write it. The more you write, the more you write. |
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