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Annual moving article: Leek, seeing countless people crying 1 Mother called and asked where he is now. He said softly, At the hospital. Niang said: I know, listen to your father. Niang then choked and said, Oh, how can you do that? How can...
Evening autumn feeling Autumn and winter alternate, this time is the most difficult when not heating. God, it s not piercing to say cold, not cold, and the small wind blows people like the leaves of twilight, so desolate. At this time, my h...
Little boy buying god One day at the beginning of the 20th century, Christmas was coming. In a small town in the western United States, a little boy about ten years old held a dollar coin and asked at a shop along the street: Excuse me, do...
Lin Qingxuan : I often think about one or two, but do nt think about it 1 A friend bought a pen and paper platform and asked me to write a few words for him to hang it in the living room of his new home. This made me feel a bit embarrassed...
Chi Zijian: Under the Traffic Light In cities, when you get to the cross street, you often meet traffic lights. Funny to say, when I first came to the city, I was most afraid of crossing the street. During my studies in Xian and Beijing, as...
Tagore : The Immortal World If people know where my kings palace is, it will disappear into the air. The walls are white silver and the roof is dazzling gold. The queen lives in a palace with seven courtyards; a string of jewels she wears d...
Tagore : The place of exile Mom, the light in the sky is gray; I dont know when it is. I have no fun playing, so I am here. This is Saturday, it is our rest day. Let go of your work, mother; sitting on the side of the window, telling me whe...

Tagore: Rainy days

Tagore : Rainy days The dark clouds quickly gathered on the dark edge of the forest. Child, dont go out! A row of palm trees by the lake hit the head in the dark sky; the feathered crows quietly perched on the branches of the tamarind, and...

Tagore: Paper boat

Tagore : Paper boat I put paper boats one by one in the stream of rapids every day. I wrote my name in big black and the name of the village I live in on a paper boat. I hope that people who live in different places will get this paper boat...

Tagore: Sailor

Tagore : Sailor The boatman Manthus vessel is moored at the Rachiganqi Pier. The ship was uselessly loaded with jute, and it has been a long time to park there. As long as he is willing to lend me his boat, I will install it with a hundred...
Tagore : On the other side I am thirsty to go to the other side of the river. There, some boats are tied to the bamboo poles; In the morning, people crossed the boat by the side, carrying the plowshares on their shoulders, and cultivating t...
Tagore : School of Flowers When Thundercloud rang in the sky and the showers in June fell, The wetting Dongfeng walked through the wilderness and blew the whistle in the bamboo forest. Then a group of flowers suddenly ran out of the unknown...

Tagore: Merchant

Tagore : Merchant Mom, let us imagine that you stay at home, I travel to a foreign country. Imagine that my ship is already full of waiting on the dock. Now, Mom, good life, think about it and tell me what I want to bring to you when I retu...

Tagore: Compassion

Tagore : Compassion If I am just a puppy, not your child, dear mother, when I want to eat something on your plate, do you want to say no to me? You have to drive me away and say to me: Go away, are you naughty puppies? Then, lets go, Mom, l...

Tagore: Occupation

Tagore : Occupation In the morning, when I knocked on the clock, I went to our school along our alley. Every day I met the hawker, and he cried, Bracelet, sparkling bracelet! He has nothing to do urgently. He doesnt have any street to go. H...
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