In a few days, is the father of the third anniversary of the memorial day,
Discount MBT Shoes he has been three years old to leave the whole, and the now marked with these words, tears greet the orbit is, and this yearning love, really difficult language clear. Dad was alive, I cherish him very old, and his thinking, quality, character, has been my worship, my father's image in my mind, temperament like pine, character such as steel, knowledge such as academics, mind like a great man is the world's most competent father.
father hospitalized several diary
not pick up a pen is full of tears, eyes, Heart bleeding is often said, the parties to the imminent, was so words can not express at this time, feel at this moment. At this point I just felt chest block, sad, really is a flood of tears, Later he was driven, Baigan Cross, a myriad of thoughts.
clean the fuzzy eyes, looked at a deathbed, a dying father, I do not know what kind of language to say the things he's feeling, heaven ah, you heartless, time then, why do you never look back.
window, noisy streets, the crowd flow through you busy what Ben? Toward life is not also the terminus of it? Are you not a little slower? What is the hurry? How do you stop, think about how short people's lives where! You slow down, not like a quiet end of it?
how childish ideas, time flies, history ruthless, A Moment of Romance of days old, who can block as time passed, the road of life who can stop and rest for a while?
out the window, in the thunder and rain. Human life can encounter the number of thunderstorms, which one can say clearly, but for those who will be around forever, this kind of thunderstorm, how rare it is ah!
long life, long and sometimes tough people.
Life is short, short blink of an eye not only about death ... ...
light dry oil to make the old father, because they do not know their true condition, have also complained that the doctor did not cure his illness, how the more government the more weight, where he knew that he too is unable to cure the incurable. In order not to lose faith in life, the truth I can not say so, fretting, chaos! !
life, clear-headed, quick thinking, the father, due to the instinct and the pain of torture, but also more and more confused, how can he forget the "medical treatment save lives."
life for themselves how important it is, once lost their lives, all over. Offer all kinds of three-inch gas in use, if impermanent everything off.
life, for others is how minor, regardless of who is who died, the market still bustling, passers-by as usual to have to rush to much haste, "John is the passage of time, market still at peace."
days, overcast days, clouds, gray clouds. This should be a cool autumn wind, but with a heavy desolate, sleepy father, reluctantly waving hands, gently buckle hit my arm, about to pass along about feelings. I am deeply aware his resentment and filled with the Ai Ku, a stomach of Chou Yuan, blaming Heaven, resentment, the resentment doctor, blame, resentment disease, complaining children. This cruel the world of mortal, how could not stay some time, but also a lot of enjoyment point of family happiness. This is love in life, how is nostalgia, full retention of future generations, but also how absolutely do not want it any other time. Thick blood, ruthless a break, will be what kind of taste? !
afternoon, playing his first bottle of "albumin" I do not know which high-tech synthetic, can retain the life of any significant effect.
just a little spirit of his father, the voice tells me sick ... ... supposedly not really ill ... ... This is a little more minor illnesses, more severe rule it? No chance, and I do not have the desire, then a course of treatment, can own the toilet on the line ... ...
the Heartbreakers words, then a man named also Later he was driven hard, strong and the guy has cried again, Tears fly to Dayton.
life, ah, how the small, small When you're gone, there is no power to retain. Around as if unconscious, sunrise and sunset, people are naturally faster still relentless, rush of people, passing the autumn wind, etc., etc. All in all, so there is no consciousness, numbness, and ruthless. I got out of sorrow Yes, to whom tell? !
people always love to those who want to get something but not a total love to those who could never become a practical matter, this is fantasy.
now seems that this fantasy is how good! Time reversal fantasy, fantasy passing day reproduction, deep imagination, people really do not want to return to reality.
week ago, not a luxury, something only a few days, although very ill father, are still lying in their own home kang can now think of him lying in his old home kang, harder than kicking days the.
three days, from home out of the hospital, had brought a pot of boiling water, to noon the next day, drink only a bowl of leftover, though has been cold, I could not bear to discard, to the father several times to drink, Xiao-fen came, saw the glass of water cold, it drained, and my old father, this life is not at home no longer drink of water!
a month ago, on July 17 to Aceh Central Hospital, when filled with water chest CT detected when his father, an extraordinarily mixed tears and I naively thought the water out of, not like the right.
few days later, when the doctor told Han Baishun, pleural effusion in cancer cells, that is the old father was lung cancer, as if my brain suddenly stopped, a blank, how reluctant the news, but become a reality. Was only a desire to see their father come home, 17 days later, this wish came true ... .... At home and spent the last 17 days.
just 21:40, the father in his sleep, eyes wildly, but also a half-shut afterwards, ambiguous to say "What a dream, tomorrow is July 15, and so little meaning ... ... so little meaning sacrificial ritual, "I thought hard, tomorrow will be on July 15 it? Open the window and saw nearly perfect circle of the moon, it seems really tomorrow July 15 a. When he was old people dying, the dream can be aware of the passage of time, the waning moon, full moon.
lift its sights, night chaos, sodium light yellow, yellow miserable, mercury lamp white, white, desolate, and even the red neon light also appears blood red.
Italy back when, the same ward patients to cough with phlegm, breathing, this was enviable. If the father is also nice to wow this disease, because it can cure the disease, there is hope of returning home.
great doctor, he can fight with the disease, relieve pain for patients, from the death of one line, again, to save lives, people live longer, be extended.
doctor small, although he holds the latest technology, advanced medical equipment, although he tried harder, but to release the pair had to pull the hand not live life, watch as that bear to the world of the Loyal away ... ...
enthusiastic nurses to mark up to all kinds of liquid enter the body, relieve pain, in exchange for prognosis smile. How many people suffering unbearable, came to the hospital, favor out of the room, to return to their homes, extended life, bring more joy to the world.
nurses ruthless, cold face, relentless needle, bar-vein, entered into the cold liquid ... ... can not make people longevity, immortality. Send away one by one in the blood of the truck and then, and what did not happened, with a smile into another room to continue to work with her again and again.
am not sure the voice of his father: ... ... "Today's gas even behind the foot, it seems there is hope." This must be the role of albumin.
sunny day outside, blue sky, white clouds, autumn, the day his father's spirit is very good, sometimes talking, sometimes Laoke.
afternoon, fought a bottle of albumin ... ... "Little Fu did not return, so He looked Han Wenlong, I just qi, I sit to sit, stand to stand, a move to asthma, bronchitis, not too much illnesses. "
survival of belief does not cross, always believe their illness could be cured, how can he think of the elderly, to retain him to stay for some time, has the word" trick "the.
the clock back two months ago, on June 23, when everyone, including himself recognized no serious illness is still considered to be recurrent bronchitis of old and sick at home playing the "Bottle" could , and who knows, when illness has been vigorously devouring life! ! !
three months ago, the body just felt ill, who neither care about, turned out that claimed life of crime cells had already walked to the end of life.
six months ago, soon after the year, sunrise and sunset, alternating day and night, day, all the usual can no longer normal, and then the father, eat, sleep, apart from genuine love for children is called, is that playing mahjong exciting and valuable time spent carelessly, inch inch of gold can not buy time, gold can be lost, nowhere to find time in the past.
a year ago, and his hardworking father, is pine forest hug pine needles, to burn the two still have not stack ... ...
five years ago, ... ... turn the clock back, and then reverse, 76 years ago Lunar on September 13 came into the world, after long rough, fight, fight. Childhood is the father of a wealthy family's son, young family was ruined, had tough times ahead, there are homeless experience, 11 years old to host herdsmen, was working, Kang Huo, 20-year-old married, hard life, of course, also had to enjoy happiness ... ... can blink of an eye, gone through almost eight decades of years, soon come to the end of life ... .... Time too fast, fast aftertaste makes too late, heaven ruthless, heartless people can not accept.
on the 19th hospital in ang'angxi chest pumping liquid in the afternoon to Aceh hospital, on the 21st at the tenth thoracic fluid pumping, these two days to play the albumin, condition stable.
some difficulty breathing this morning, at noon my father sobbing eyes closed, I think he finally realized, and this time the disease is not cured, because he was always pondering. I hold on tightly to his wrist, the truth Oath, a flood of tears. I silently kept in mind that "no way, no way, really there was not, and if there is a glimmer of hope, I will endeavor.
I home to live for four nights, this four-day long, time is on tenterhooks, fearing bad news came, the message returned is: albumin effect playing very good, very good after the injection of clonidine, very good.
came from home today, before 103 from the hospital to sit, I sit against, and detour Road, today to my remaining on the original rule, far away Road, in order to also as before, fairly normal to see an old father, because I think four days is too long, and fear of life, irreversible, and then move forward. Although the difficult scene in front of heart, days feel like years, can today only natural not also expect the future can not reproduce it? < br> dolantin how strange, strange never seen, is how familiar can often hear people say, the last use of clonidine pain of cancer patients, it was enough to fear the trick, suddenly came to hand, it indicates that life The end is coming. This life has been out the last prescription, how reluctant people, can you nurse urgently urged by party prescription. really "cure sore eyes too, but Xin Tourou cut out. "
Old father was dying around the pool out of my mind a few words of comment on his old, wanted to publicly comment on, but pick up is a blank mind, did not say it, this is my lifelong regret.
Coffin:
my old father, an ordinary worker, he who embodies the Chinese hard-working, kind, loyal is, upright in the United States and Germany, he was outspoken in the saying, not guns.
his quick thinking, resolute and decisive, the ups and downs in life, the life path to the right choice.
always the work of his life, career, life, children, a hard efforts and hard work of his life.
his life, is open and above board, honest and aboveboard life.
an ordinary worker, can leave so little behind the spirit of respect for future generations, memory, enough to Hanxiaojiuquan.
old has completed his journey of life, can have so many good friends Friends of the to see him off, its size, is rare in the local. as much as those government officials, or wealthy, it can comfort the deceased.
condolence hall feel
2002 on September 7
heart of the funeral music sounded when the tremor, I pressure in the heart of the wholehearted grief, could no longer control, as the decision of the embankment of the flood, roaring, eruption, I sad farewell to our old father and go, no time meet. I am angry, why did Heaven ruthless, nostalgia Shared loyal souls, how not to leave more time, I am this sad and angry, turned into a thunder of this complete crying, I would like it loud cries, tell ghost of loyal souls, not the children of filial piety, did not make every effort to retain you, not the medicine is not high, can not eat away the life illness, doctors and relatives gave me earlier to tell you that we do, and that you incurable illness, but does not cross the faith to survive, we can stay for some time, I decided to tell the truth to you today, you can not blame me!
I would like to use this loud howling, inform people of the world, this pulling feeling constantly genetically related, once the break is how the tragedy and pain.
ghost of the loyal souls, you have heard to your children and grandchildren unfilial crying, soul, and you have got a Si'an Wei, my old father, ah, Death's road is your Farewell, Do not worried about all this with ease. your voice and face, when will we see an echo of heaven when we can return, children of Thomas miss you future generations will never forget you!
see blue sky, the thought of you, your life, that desire, passion for the world of mortal loyal souls will always accompany us.
see the sun, they think of you, you are tall body, for our shelter, busy life, give us warm to our care.
see the pine, the thought of you, pines in general you will always stand in our hearts.
see a home grass and woods, can think of you, your shadow everywhere, always with us.
I love old father ah, you can hear my cry?
old father passed away, ah, you rest in peace !
really have soul, and you know, pull the genetically related family constantly, always connected, even the world of Yin and Yang, also blocked constantly.
We will always remember you, will be to never, never!!
unfilial son cried in pain, the crying, broken enterohepatic!!!
2002 年 9 月 11 日
I went back to everyday life, and the usual is no longer common. usual seems worthless, with the sunrise and sunset, with the blowing breeze may drift away.
my old father, also had this great day. eat, play mahjong, watch TV news, sleep, nothing exciting, but, at this moment, these ordinary days, Thomas is a valuable, priceless, harder than kicking day, forever gone.
He has been gone for seven days, and more than 100 hours, so tough days, but flash both died.
his old hurried away, I do not know whether he took resentment, took away the nostalgia, taking away care.
accepted it fine the taste of fine old left his many, many. sincere reverence, deeply missed.
see watch, and thought of you often see the time on your deathbed, asking time.
see the blue sky, thinking of you, "I saw a blue sky! This voice will always ring in my ears.
see the hospital, they think of you, 70 days of dying, although this is Later he was driven, but it is gone for ever.
saw the car, they think of you, throughout other doctor's car in Aceh, your eyes that yearn life, I never forget.
see ... ... to see ... ... to see air, water, plants, see the breeze, see the clouds, will think of you, your shadow everywhere, everywhere feel can not afford to miss.
close your eyes, but think of you, you are that quick thinking, resolute determination, loyalty is good, avoid evil qualities such as hatred, left us with a deep respect and cherish the memory forever.
you're gone, forever gone, never come back, and never see Please, can no longer be sharing your feelings, listen to your teachings of the.
you are still alive, your spirit lives on, your tall body, voice and smiling face will always live in the hearts of future generations.
table, watches, watch old father. It accompanied the last paragraph of his father through the life time, it recorded the father of all the scenarios last three hospitalized. Start the father to give it the effort, both day and night, at any time to see something out from under the pillow, looking tough times faster than with the hope that a speedy recovery and return to their homes. Late exacerbations, is to string the table, the old father always asked, is it? ... ...
Because I did not give it winding, watch has stopped. Stopped at the September 12, 2002 am 8:36:02. Table also tired, it also breaks it!
a while, I'm going to send Lao Shu home, this is the last thing the whole thing. All of this will never go back to the past, leaving behind only memories.
four-aunt, said more than once, do not let your mother live in the memories. While bad memories, memories of sad, sad people, but I see the priceless memories, memories of what is wrong, give me all the memories, only memories, to reproduce the situation with the King gone forever.
memories of the sick bed and the father, though already ill, but quick thinking, conversation extraordinary, and we spent together was tough, but also rare in the dying moments.
memories have been discharged home, lying on a thick foam pad on the father. Since I do not know their conditions as terminal illness, yet the spirit of good, and I talk about memories of his life experience, sum up the successes and failures, but also taught me a "Second principal visiting Tang," the libretto. Jennifer really old after his father come home to see, in their own
MBT Shoes Sale homes will stay, I asked the doctor's wish, this, too, as intended.
memories, old and hard-working father figure, busy life, never lazy.
memories, there leaning on his cane, to Heyting home to help me install rubbish scene, before the hundred days from today is what, in addition to memories, can never be reproduced.
"... ..." "... ..."! ! !
recalled more Sure, memories are all I want to, ride in memory of the ocean, travel and more silent happiness, really want to never, ever in the memories do not return to this cruel reality.
yesterday, "burn one hundred days\key issues, his father's life, it is so all over.
Heaven ruthless, time is more ruthless, never stop the time passes, his father away from us, and yin and yang, the distance between the two world how far away ah! Dad, I'm the right before your eyes, knees and lived nearly five years, did not know that treasure, this time not a sudden, ruthless and flew to the remote, fly me forever ... ... no time to taste, no time to yearn to the distance of time and space, fly to the depths of memory.
in your day care, my life path flat, event storms, you for me shelter, cleave through the waves.
"the sixth inning," the shade of the trees on, we talked about father and son unpleasant things of life, their confidence, talk with you think of this life, and can only cry to heaven, and now you and I, separated by yin and yang, the two circles I never call sad echo.
my feelings for you can only write on paper that has no emotion, and I echoed the call is always between mind and endless sky.
When can we hear an echo of heaven, I Qi Pan, I am waiting until forever!
acquired is the Ching Ming Festival, today to the home heating water, point the boiler room was pretty warm, mom is ready to return tomorrow.
hurry to leave the old father, the love of your life with a pair, with a mortal on the world of desire, with the miss of the funeral, which can not be accepted with the fatal disease of hate, with a break away can not afford to many, many, taken the journey of life, throwing it all away, you have to know what is left?
left infinite thoughts, day or night, whether it is spring, summer or winter, deep and fond memories, deep Do not worry all times, everywhere.
as long as the sunrise, they think of the hospital, and one night, you struggle with the disease, deep feelings of a "saw the blue sky," and I am now call the Heartbreakers, these words you have the more silent deep meaning - long life. Thomas Heaven is merciless, but also how hateful disease.
day last year, the old father was in hospital, has completed the last of life for some time, a year ago, nobody thought that disaster is already here. He himself thought it was the old trouble bronchitis committed at home bit by bit. Can not only not improve, and become more serious, Xiao elderly people forced to send his railway hospital.
passage of time, the waning moon, full moon, a year ago, things are as clear as if yesterday.
1925 to 2002, is the long years, life is short.
old father's life, hard-working good, loyalty is upright and in the saying, not guns.
his quick mind, quick thinking, analyze and judge things and decisive, and correct. He is an ordinary man, he is a good predecessor. To his life, cast worthy of future generations to learn, remember, respect the spirit of the character. Rest in peace, miss you!
outside the moon becomes round again, again on July 15th, and last year his father was still sleep at night dreaming also know that "tomorrow is July 15," Looking back now Well, he came out from home, day by day the number of them there.
time ... .... This time off silent quickly, A year later, the old father was always, always left us.
we never, never thought of you in the elderly.
rest in peace, my old father, goodbye forever can not!
Today, August 15, is Thomas is sad that people feel that bleak day, a year ago, also at this time shortly after noon My father went to the hospital the last time.
Heart bleeding like to pack my "outfit\Our heart is really broken enterohepatic pain, Yuku can not, I deeply know, the old father has gone away, will not go home the day, this is no return on. No choice but to leave the home, the home of his old, spent half a century of years, with a life-long effort, sweat and lives to create the. Scratch, scratch, and today, can claim to be a comfortable, well-being, children and grandchildren home. Farewell to all this but he has to, even the most ordinary, stay at home for a while, and can not all be like, and the wish for.
disease too hateful, and the face of the natural cycle of things, life had become too small.
he old is gone, forever gone.
with aspirations for life,
with nostalgia on the world of mortal,
with full of the frustration, melancholy,
with children, children retain not live in the bitter,
gone, forever gone.
children are not the kind of father,
neighbors lack of a good old friend,
home market, one less, pushing bicycles asthma, will bargain lovely old man.
him go peacefully, do not hurry, he used 70 years of long years, one step at a left us with a hard-working, straightforward, smart loyalty is, kind of spiritual wealth, let us enjoy life, and transmission to future generations .
hometown streets, leaving behind his old voice and facial expression.
mountain home mountain, water of, plants, and swayed back to his old sworn.
Sun Moon Star, river flow, and embodied his love of the elderly and miss.
eyes of tears, does not water down deep and fond memories, love in the pen, and write endless Grief feelings. The passage of time can not go with the memory of the past. A thousand words, Blowing away the father of our homes.
passage of time, the waning moon, full moon, recorded forever in the memory.
memories Moments,
remain so forever miss, is said to never, never!
time will never be reversed, the dead time will never be reproduced. Appeared only in the memories of yesterday, even earlier, have also become a historical thing.
only memories, to get back in the past, memories of dreams, memories of the past now, memories are all good.
Festival Zubei Si
Today is the twelfth lunar month 20, and in previous years, in front to the grandfather Shangfen, burning paper funeral.
in deep snow, on through the pine forest, around the lawn, after several Zhanzhuan it to.
original wilderness, today it is within 1000 meters smoke of mechanical roar, nearly half see a shortage of Tanabe Mourning.
I bowed, lit festival paper, fireworks lingering, Smoke transitory man, through the light of fireworks, Bei Shang's writing has been the erosion of time blur, burning, watching, thinking, thoughts unconsciously The back of the past, the monument was the scene of a clear reproduction of the tree.
It was three years ago, things picked up, the Cultural Revolution, the late father of points in the unit can be considered slightly right, in the unit hit a piece of concrete with cement blocks, moving home, invited expert ancestral pen unit school record, inscribe inscription, the scene was like in front of her father was able to do our filial piety, but also somewhat proud.
years of ruthless, time flies, monument standing in the wind, frost, rain and snow in a 30 a few seasons, when the tree monument, they just left his attachment to the world of mortal, I face the loess, sad wind cold going to Heaven and whining, eager for life, loyal souls ah, your descendants forever miss you!
Leave Behind, poetry and grievances.
frozen and then one year,
Ji Huo Ying Ying Ying past,
dozens of Autumn Harmonious Families,
move with the twilight with neglect Cangran.
Canbei Aoxue field in the tomb,
lay faithful tree Registers articles,
v. sad soul going to Heaven where,
Guying close the eyes sorrow kneeling wilderness!
deep thoughts,
time can not be diluted,
miss the end of time,
ever!
time and only time the world is eternal, time is merciless, the eternal time flies, dilute the memory, but not to go deep thoughts.
lucid Jihuo, is a deep sense of longing lit floats of burning parchment, with or without the sorrow of parting away. Said days is not people like that today it seems as if the heavens were ready with a cold spring wind blowing, more dense bleak. Travel clouds hid, disappeared the sun, it seems not bear the relentless nature, bring with it the responsibility of misery. Desolate the sleeping earth, as if trapped by a deep feeling of anxiety, never wake up, no one thought life.
people, enthusiastic people, marching the sleeping earth, against the chill of the spring with a lit Jihuo, braved the bleak fire smoke away the Loyal to the sad appeal, dreamed of the Western Paradise road, ah, Where Are You? Know how hard they try not see the shadow. Distant heaven ah, when to have an echo?
life memorable, the world of mortal people expect, the loyal souls away is missing, the connection that in the past, present and future time in the flies, fast turns everything into ephemeral.
when nature to become a history now, there will be heaven's reunion, but also generate new sadness, I do not know whether the far-reaching, strong?
I saw the scene in front of the heart very touching to write a poem.
Qingming Jisao
ashes storage on the shelf, Qingming funeral to competing cars.
offering fire broke courtyard, the floor of deep filial Deductible.
wind through quiet scenery alone floor, time to hit around the table laughing Cup.
profane with my need from the music, the rise and fall slopes cloud asked.
passage of time, sunrise and sunset. Relentless time flies, yellow leaves all year.
fall, people praise the autumn is the harvest season, can I remember, the feeling is with a somewhat bleak autumn, when the autumn wind was blowing, though the meaning of cool, can also predict the forthcoming year In the past, had a short life, but also in the forward.
deep grief, sad and dreary autumn.
Yesterday, it was July 15, lingering memories, vividly, as if yesterday.
Two years ago, also on July 15 the night before, ill, lying on the hospital's father, but also reminded me that ancestors can then quickly die, and towards the years of distant memory of deep passes, ruthless The gone, leaving a deep sorrow, deep thoughts.
childhood in the eyes of his father is a tough, ruthless, as age increased, it gradually began to feel severe in love, ruthless in affectionate. Today, only slowly taste out, he had not the favor of some words and deeds, is to tell us at that time still can not understand the rights and wrongs of right and wrong, what things should be handled.
Every time I see the markets, and the Pro side of the vagina, in a wheelchair pushed his elderly sick old people, there was some feeling of envy, had pushed his father into the scene, never reproduce the time, a deathbed lying father, can not be before their eyes.
sentient beings is the world of mortal longing, nostalgia. But people hated the merciless nature, desolation of autumn ah, when brought points to give human warmth.
ruthless white, leaving affectionate handwriting, to show the meaning of worship to notice Loyal, future generations will always remember you!
lightning, the sky is crying.
wind and rain, held days weeping.
people that tragic day: September 5.
two years ago, age alone, my old father, involved in the Red away,
left behind endless yearning and sorrow.
Looking to the sky, starry skies,
do not know which pieces are loyal souls bear to the world of the eye,
toward the night sky loud Bei Hu,
father Yeah, where you?
a long time the call can not hear an echo,
going to Heaven and close the eyes, opening, turn the clock back,
saw your face stern but kindly,
they heard the familiar voice you are.
that you gave us fed and warm,
is your shield when the rain for us,
that you taught us how a man,
that you gave us all.
days off can be too fast, relentless flies,
an instant it was gone in the past.
harsh reality makes unbearable,
two years long, but fleeting.
time dilute the memory, but to deepen the yearning,
a deep sense of sadness, causing heartfelt Bei Hu,
old father, ah, we will always miss you!
If the clock back, that will be able to return 50 years ago, in 1954 the eighth lunar month sixth day, a pair of young baby boy.
looked at and closed his eyes, Zuanjin hands, feet kicking disorder, but a cry baby, heart unspeakable joy, truth, like sweet honey pot. Vision of the future, our son will definitely ... ...! ! !
ruthless time passes, five years, as a dream, wake, mountains and rivers changes, human updating of ruthless fly half a century, young people had been mutilated, two babies temples gray. Flying time.
came to earth to bring to the infinite,
gone, left behind is endless sorrow.
time goes by 50 in autumn,
human left and the bad.
natural alternative Qinghuang things,
baby Banbai into old age.
Chinese Lunar New Year September 13 September 13
, is September 13, rivers and mountains still, sunset afterglow, mind I do not know what it's like, a few points sorrow and grief, somewhat melancholy, but also do not know what to write?
memory of many Sept. 13, is so beautiful, joyful celebration, the year after the date of New Year's event is really a happy family, adults, children, gathered together, eating, drinking, playing, rejoice . Photographs and memories left behind a great time, it was old the day
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