It is obvious that all of our childhood memories are not accidental... When you are a child ever scent every sound every,,, ,, move every toy the first day of school the first, kiss the first, step... Everything together makes what is the personality. Of a man. All these are pieces of one whole entity. I was sitting and thinking - which of the memories I have is the brightest. And most emotional for me... Is it the day when I stayed home alone for the first time? Is it the day when I was so disappointed. With the Christmas gift I got? Or maybe when I broke grandma 's favorite vase and put it back together with glue? I was thinking. About good memories and bad memories... Moments of tears and moments of innocent joy. From one memory to another my heart started. To feel strange and I felt really strange - like I was in a completely another dimension which exists only in my head.
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