Mint-Stained Shirt

"Don't cry." Xiao Yu'an picked up the webbed paper on the bedside table, pulled a lot at once, wipe his hand back, and raw a string to moon.

If you don't move, let him play with him, and the round eyes look at him all the way.

Xiao Jinan took the infornation from the tree. I found that the eyelashes were so long and fell, with the octave. This is more crying, it means a little doll. Xiao Jinan wiped his father's face, and he also helped him to return to his nose. Throw away the wet paper, and the mouth: "Is your mother cut your hair when you have just brought your hair? "

When Xiao Jin is still a dairy baby, Xiao Ju said with him and Xiao Musu, when you just brought it, I wanted to give you a cut-eyed hair, and the newly long-lived will grow, especially good, but the old boss is not allowed. Speaking of a boy home, his eyes are so cars that do you have anything.

Xiao Gu said, I am so angry with Xiaojin, I will tell you secretly, or you will give me a wind, we cut the eye of the game?

Xiaogu fails to succeed, the Babo came back, did not let the little aunt.

The story of Xiao Jinan is very deep, and the eyes are growing again and should be cut.

"Ah?" I would like to listen to this, raise your hand to touch your eyelashes, look a bit lost, the sound is small, "no."

There is no way, Xiao Zhongan does not know how he buried his head, and the child's mind is really not guess.

I don't want to say: "My mother doesn't like me, she has never hugged me, nor, she will not come back to see me. She won't cut my hair."

When I heard that I would like to say this, Xiao Zunan felt that he was unhappy, and it was condensed into an entity, and the cloud smoke in the bed. After a few seconds, this fog is still not scattered.

Xiao Jinan will hug, take a photo, "Your mother is sure, there is no time, I will not come to see you."

This is really not just talking about the child, Xiao Zunan's mother is a busy person, come and see his number is less than Dad, this time, the grandfather is Dad to pick up, the mother shadow is not revealing. But as long as the mother picks up an air, I will come with him and Xiao Jinzhen, bring four children to take a look.

He felt that the mother of the forgiveness was also too busy.

Inforgement is not awkward in his arms, not as comfortable. He didn't say this topic, what is the family, he doesn't understand, wait back to ask the grandfather to say.

The grandfather of the forgiveness is back, and I saw the beads on the wrist, board the face. I am afraid, and I will be busy with two hands behind them.

Xiao Meilai stood up and explained that this was brought back from the sea. It is not worth it. The children in the court have. Ming Ming, nodded, said, thank you, and say that children don't need to wear a flower whistle, it will not be available next time.

Xiao Meng said on the face, quite polite, but the heart is very conflicted. The old man who speaks this old man is much more, which is afraid. Most of the aged cadres in the institution is actually Ming Xi, his grandfather is a small number. He has never feels that the old man of the old-fashioned old man is annoying, seeing and politeness, occasionally. This is another emotion that he has a disgust to the other party.

The source of emotions is forgiveness, one and he countless children.

After the forgiveness, the hand is behind him, and the eyes are very fearful. Xiao Zi'an saw it, and he was afraid that Ming old man made him string.

The child's chest drums, but also sounds, very light, very boring, not his kind of delicate sound before he heard, is just scared.

Xiao Zhong's peace of mind has been biased by Many.

I would like to see my grandfather, and I took my ass to my bed until I was posted on the hand arm, but I didn't use it.

This is not developing, there is a characteristic, the old-fashioned people, the old-fashioned people have a character, good face, pay attention to the ugly, and do not teach children in front of the outside. I don't want to buy a gift, and Ming said a few words have passed.

Soon, the doctor saw it, explains that this will also go back tonight, come back tomorrow morning, but it is recommended to stay in the hospital for one night, in case there is anything, it will be dealt with.

Ming Dynasty decided to let the forgiveness for one night, Xiao Jinan is getting more than 4 points in the ward, I am going to go. Hold his fingers, can not be held.

Gifts and afternoon, crying the distance between the two people suddenly. Xiao Zi'an, I felt that I was sticky, delicate, and now I don't think of the sugar of the inforcer. He is not a loved ones, you can't accompany the bed here, he has to go back to eat, at night and Xiao Musu, make a badminton.

I would like to be on him, and the two arms hugged his waist, staring from below.

On the language class, the teacher read outstanding composition, someone wrote who's eyes will speak. He felt that this is a bit a bit, what you will say, what you will talk, what is the mouth?

But now he feels that the classmate is right. Someone's eyes really speak. I am not saying that this is not saying - don't my brother going back?

He has been used to a preference for an afternoon, the gift is sent, the paper gun has also promised to do it together, Xiao Jintians' jokes have been speaking, and they have never been so speaking. He had to go.

I will sprinkle my hand. He felt that his brother didn't have a little unhappy.

"Brother, I can go to you tomorrow?" Asked careful.

Tomorrow, Xiao Jin, who wants to go to the piano class, Xiao Zunan is also ready to look at the class, report a suitable interest class.

"You still have to infuse tomorrow." He said.

"Then I will lose it tomorrow?"

"talk later."

Xiao Zhong is going home to eat. They don't have the complex rules. When they go to the point, they don't wait, come back late, I have left the kitchen to eat the leftovers, listen to a bit of no one, but freedom. It is Xiao Jintiao, which is often eating left, because I don't have time concept for a mad. This round of approach, Xiao Jin, Xiao Jintiao.

The sunset falls, the sky is the same as the fire, the earth has not faded, Xiao Musu has reminded the racket.

Every summer, the court has to engage in teen sports meetings every summer. Xiao Zunan and Xiao Mustring have been playing a badminton doubles three years ago. This is also going to the champion.

When two people talk to others, they don't matter, but the heart is more true, and the wins are very strong and lost.

I started to start when I was burned, and I was already full of stars when I finished my last. Because of the things of forgiveness, Xiao Zi'an did not make a stunning today, just vented on the court. Xiao Husu was killed by him a little wolf. The second half was also launched, and the two sides were exhausted.

"Where did you go in the afternoon?" Xiao Mu Ting was lying on the ground.

Xiao Jinan didn't answer, I asked my apart, "Have you seen the child for the first time for the first time for the first time?"

"Ah?" Xiao Musu sat up and thought about it, "Make a child? Not so?"

The two exchanges than the Xiao Jin come, saying that a half is basically understand. Xiao Zhong'an, "" His home is strict. "

"That really should be lost in Xiao Jintiao." Xiao Musk Ting is an annoyed tooth with his youly, "change it."

Xiao Zhong laughed, "I really don't want to change you again."

Summer night wind blows a comfortable, flying over one or two mosquitoes under the orange street lamp. The brothers will go back and go back. The first thing to go home is to open the refrigerator.

Xiao Musu took the green bean sand, Xiao Zhong'an suddenly wanted to eat mint, but he didn't look for it for a long time.

He didn't love to eat mint ice, but he didn't know what happened. Yesterday, it was mint soda. Today, I wanted to eat a mint.

"Here." Xiao Musu helped to find the last mint ice, but also said: "Don't you like to eat this?"

He didn't explain, torn open to the yard, and looked up and saw the flashing star.

I will see the stars. The hospital's top floor terrace, the stars are very bright. He likes the stars when he is smaller, but now he has something more like.

He looked at the star, and he read a hand string, smiled and touched them together.

The hand is beautiful than the stars.

Good brother is better than star.