The boy sat crying and thought why do people in the city to be cruel. I think she is my mother.He walked along the road crying Until he met a young man in front of the eyes of bad characteristics.
The boy was crying and thought Why do people in the city to be cruel, I miss mom. My mom now he walks down the street crying, finally met a young man who looks ugly.
The boy is crying and think Why people in the city to be mean, I miss you. Where is my mom he went crying along the road. it meets a young man looks ugly.