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One family house lifted, smoke, and with the wind, all full of thoughts. A plume of fragrant rice dumplings wrapped in small, open the dust of the story armani sunglasses sale; a first song at heart, in this season and the soul to hook.
Summer has been to, still in the air with a delicate fragrance. A few birds in the blue sky turn.
A planting lotus garden, poked her head. Do not know from which flying dragonfly, while on it, one in the head, draw a circle. Early in the morning, the sunlight, not hesitate the their shining, the dew. A sun gave birth to children, enjoying the mother's care.

As usual, a man hanging out, both sides still stores, and people coming and going. "Sell mugwort slightly, calamus, several vendors peddle.". Several old mother-in-law side are not a sign of weakness, says. Just remember, a few days later, the Dragon Boat Festival is not?
Thousands of years ago, the body composed of a tragic song, still loud and clear. Tears River, a boat is chasing, paddle aroused waves beat the two sides. In the heart of the tumbling, tumbling.
Although, there are still several days before the festival, but it has long been in preparation for the festival. One family together, a lesbian, a heart to heart talk. Some businesses, also displayed signs, place a series of new varieties, ready to play a game. Could not help but went into a shop, a flower to wear clothes of the villain, smile to me there. On the scent of the wind, the shuttle in the high streets and back lanes, convey information. Only a short while ago, every Dragon Boat Festival Eve, mother always out to collect some reed. Several kilograms of glutinous rice, a few number of peanuts, pepper, became the main component of dumplings. Mother's apron, left hand persistent Weiye, it rolled into the funnel shape. Then, the mixed ingredients, inside, skilled rolled up, using a homemade thread knot. A small sweet dumplings, so at his birth mother hair transplant.
Naughty of me, how can you miss this excellent opportunity, have a good time! Imitates like a mother, will follow up. The same package dumplings, but to my hand, it does not. Wood also has put out food, the rolled up hole, slowly flow. And so did not flow, ready to completion, reed has broken. Rogue I, had to give up. I thought: it seems that God has blessed me. Dumplings, roll in hot water to wash the heart, again and again.
Dumplings cooked, I have a look have a look left, right, finally out of a fat boy (in fact almost). Removed his Tsing Yi, the white skin, a little gloss. Although, looking not bear to eat him, but still a bit down. A good slip Oh, incense and ah! Suddenly, there was a troublemaker, give me ma comfortable. I do not know when, the corner of the eye, but with a few drops of tears.
Readily picked some dumplings, went straight to the dormitory to go to. The sun shining through the trees, with the whereabouts of A.
Back to the room, lying in the window, quietly looked at the outside world. The woman every hospital, busy wrapped dumplings, a group of children around her!
So, I smell the fragrant rice dumplings. It is home GEM blog, home.