July 11, in this special day, I will take a plane to fly to Malaysia. I am a heart of excited step on land at the airport. To Malaysia trip together help language xuan also excited. Yeah! We finally wait to this day. Believe that although no talking, mom and dad and the rest of us. "Fu xuan, what is your bag inside?" Perhaps becau of too excited, cau I didn't find her backpack. "This package? She pointed bag on his back. "Certainly is a quilt! Very cold on the plane." I paud, although we have prepared, but only just a long-sleeved, did not think so complete清蒸雪鱼
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Sit in the at of the plane, I can't help but make a quivering. Night, taking language xuan a covered with the warm quilt has a deep sleep. But I was under heavy head. Drooping eyelids. Our body, in combat and cold.
"We still buy a quilt!" My mother said to the father. "But that need 35 rm!" Dad could say. Rm (1 = 2 yuan) "" Mom said, sighing. "That doesn't make children follow cold!" After hearing this ntence, I shiver violently. Swallow a mouthful of saliva -- if that is not determined. Mild voice to mom's ear: "need not,妈妈我想对你说
what is it cold?" Mom paud, smile and said: "you this "
Stroked the armrest of cold, looked out the window. Who also don't know - a glitte海带炖鸡
ring and translucent tears from the run out of the eye. The body no longer numb, the warmth of family makes me full of power.
