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Hi, I never look on Sundays whim of Pa was painted nail polish nest. Summer time should be walking on the street to see this attractive small bottle under the hot sun light purple, cold on the United States refers to the counter, the dazzling shine all around the small bottles, a unique and full of flavor, it is only with a heavy heart heart of a cold, quickly bought back, placed on the score from Meditation in turn have forgotten it yesterday, I was the cooler.
Tu perfect fingernails and found that color is a very enchanting cold purple, regret, and would like to wash was too late!
No nail water, had no choice but to handle immersion in water, is remorseful when the phone call, she Dad dying, half did not have things that do not even drink the water ... ...
Chen was father is the late gastric cancer, the morning of May 12 to do the surgery, lunch after the earthquake.
Six months earlier than the thought that the disease would be a good development.
Rushed to hospital met, looked at her packages of nutritious food, empty-handed, I do not know what can only be sent to drive the kind of life and death short farewell taste of suffocation.
looked strange to see my nails eyes, slipped into the flower shop and bought a stick of red carnations, in order to cover my fingernails bright purple!
Wards not syrup taste, each person filled with the grim face. Softly when asked about the situation her father had been sober, he said that he smelled a flower. The original Big Brother the flowers on his father's head next.
And stuck a variety of tubes, such as physical thin tree and watched to see Chen muddy eyes reveal the joy of flowers, to reach out and let him lean dry hands clutching, listen to what he vaguely said: "After the day sick in wards had not seen the green, not seen the river, trees, flowers , and sick children to spend a lot of money, he just wanted to see if they can not introduce, in this 17th floor window of the ward yard, He sneaked out to see is the gray building, the largest factory chimney, which he were satisfied with the ... ... "
Life and land dealings, in life the last time, simply could not even sniff the smell of land!
"What are you doing?" Chen exclaimed pay no heed to our voice, raised the first to actually try to catch him my eyes, watching his arm back out of the blood drip scared I hands, his hands are as pliers I grasp hold approaching the point of view my fingernails!
"Juan-juan, and my father know that you also like purple, from my illness did not see you wear a little color clothes, dark blue all day, I know I put you and your brother, and see you temples Tim White fat, I feel sorry ah, my father had in addition to farming and anything else not had dealings, but I break it, work every day and have good color. promised his father, a day after their dress fresh bright light, and one can not very well-off, but the lives of the most favorite color is not out to see your friend, she Although melanoma is loaded, it is revealing to nail vitality love, even less, even if concealed, even if not attention, but also Do not let life as I live in wards no color, you and your brother to take care of your mother and sister also have the color ... ... "
Chen and ambiguities in the breathing space to finish in one go by the color of my nail extraction on the lives of all on the color of their opinion, there seems to ward fishes Green spitting Broaden rattan walls on disk. Wards at once warm and crisp a lot.
Is the night, Juan said that her dad calmly, quietly, to meet the left.
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