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13.11.2019 04:35
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The experience of each of us growing up is different. Everyone has different childhoods, different happiness and different feelings. Nowadays, many children participate in various cram schools, learn dance, learn piano... and my childhood is carefree. When I was a child, many of my children of the same age were sent to the kindergarten by my parents, and I was sent to my home by my mother. The house of the family is very large, and a small supermarket is opened. He also built a large vegetable garden in the backyard. When I arrived in the spring Newport 100S, I went to the market to buy some rapeseed and some seedlings. I have been especially fond of playing mud since I was a child. Every time I want to plant vegetables, I am very happy. I ran over and lingered, I have to lick. Bring me. I love you the most, of course I can't stand my coquetry and have to take me. First of all, we must dig a small pit, and the hoes are all planed with hoes, and I will dig them by hand, then water the pits, put the seedlings in the pits, and then fill the pits with soil. The line that I planted is always very neat, and my one has been seven twists and turns before I even got to the line Cheap Cigarettes. Look at the sputum, and then look at me, I really can't read it, I feel very depressed, I picked up my mouth and sat on the ground. Hey, come over and ask me: "What's wrong, who is going to provoke a little granddaughter?" "Hey, look, the vegetables I planted are all stunned, not good-looking." "Nothing, come, teach you, let's get it right." It��s just fine.�� He took me to the vegetable seedlings and patiently taught me how to plant it. After a while, I and I will correct the vegetables that I have planted. I boast that I am really smart, and my heart is always in the summer when the dishes are ripe. Because I like to eat tomatoes, I have planted a lot of tomatoes, and there are many varieties: there are ball persimmons, milk persimmons, purple peony persimmons... The most interesting one is a persimmon called a thief who does not steal, it is ripe It was also green, I never picked it, I thought it was not cooked! Later, I picked one for me to eat, and I still dare not eat. I said that this is ripe and delicious. I took a small bite and seemed to be familiar, so I took another bite and it was really delicious! Since then, I have especially loved the kind of persimmon. Once, I ran to the vegetable garden and took a green persimmon. I took a bite and washed it. Hey, it��s so bitter, it��s hot, it��s not broken. Let's go. I rushed to ask. He looked at it and said with a smile: "Oh, this is a birth, how do you eat this?" "I thought it was delicious!" He smiled and went to give me one, I ate. And ran to play again. Gradually, staying at home for a long time, the children around the family know each other, everyone often plays games together - play house, hide and seek, eagle catch chicken... The most fun is "monkey monkey I ordered the game. A group of children, together, hand in hand, form a big circle, and then there is a child standing in the middle. He asked the monkeys in the middle, and the children around him answered him while he was around. It is from one point to twelve o'clock. After the number is finished, the children standing in the middle begin to arrest people, and the children around them run away. Everyone likes this kind of game. It��s especially lively Marlboro Cigarettes. When I was at school, I was taken back to school by my mother. I am a big parent, growing up in a carefree, growing up in happiness. |
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