I miss the Street

  Cheerful childhood, I often secretly and small partners play by the river after the street, they learn in the shallow water cow "moo," shouted in the dog "bark" chasing, splashing a spray.Sometimes we whistle, hum a tune to run the songs, keep rocking in the waves in the blooming warm smile. That the water back in the ripples in the waves, living in general, but also to clamor hee hee, like the fly, like in the game. Childhood in the music, ah, have rendered the entire hill street was free.

  Street, in the home called the mountain, I miss the Street after the slowly flowing river, miss the busy life of the streets, remember that the old leisure the children, but they are already separate ways, only that the bank is still water plants horses, the river is still crystal clear!louis vuitton bags 

  Who wrote the "little mountains", then came to my mind: Jiuyou nowhere to bear to find. No search Department, only young heart.Yes, for childhood, the home of the most memorable, indeed feeling young!louis vuitton wallets 

  Remember, the old grandmother pulled off the river rein force the cattle to escape the tail, but it is too hot dog days of summer, cattle will be washed into the water at once, never refused to come, and grandmother were sitting on the ground wrestling. The sun, and she very image of a cow's back bent tail of the scorpion, my sister and I could not help laughing at the side, then forced to call more Maemi, and it also seems to laugh. Fast forward many years, this scene seems like coming from my eyes, it suddenly blossom in my mind the most intimate pictures ... ...