Monday, April 9, 2007
a visit to my grandpa's house
Last weekend, I went my grandpa's house. I'm so glad that my grandpa got better now. He can't speak out even a word because of his disease, but now he can say some simple sentences. I grew up there, and moved when I were in grade three in elementary school. The scenery changed a lot, and the little girl who was knee-high becomes a fat guy, but there is onething never change-my affection to my dear family and my hometown.
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every one has a story in mind, and it is the story that makes us forceful. ^^cherish times you share with your family, it will surely be your precious!!
(first joss stick, push, push )
So warming!!!
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