Essay on a drop of milk, mother's day
.When being born leaves. This can remember until grow good memories will never fade away. Even at present that feeling still fragrant heart. Like jasmine bloom all the time.Resembling or relieve hot water when thirsty. It's something special beyond description. But, what sweet water or warm milk in mind was refined with the mind. My this ball has had to grow up.About love who received the highest Until the first step of life force of pure milk. Two little feet step without confidence falling all the way very difficult more.
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