When the August day she knows how to do good shows gratitude towards the mother, but with the best one, but I don't dare to touch hug and fragrant mother's cheeks. I remember just how young I had to hug mother.
As of August was the day I know I should do something good to show gratitude to the mother, but with shyness, I did not dare to hug and kiss her again. I remember that when I was young I dared to hug his mother.
When the August day I know to do something good to show gratitude to the mother but with the shy I don't dare to hug kiss her once, and I only remember when I was young I dare to hug you.