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Lucky lu

Lucky lu

China

December 5, 2009

Early in the morning to get up, Tens of open windows.

 

    A burst of cold air blowing from me shiver. The whole of the world is gray with drizzle, to death, this weather will be dead bar.

 

    I do not like winter.

 

    For I am a tough winter season. If I could hibernate how good. A nap sleep warmth of spring sunshine.

 

    May be I'm not a snake

 

    So I only in the cold, wet day by day in a tough "ao"

 

    Winter makes me struggled to live with every day crawl out from the quilt that moment is the beginning of the pain.

 

    Holding Warm hand valuable, hesitant, nest in a corner with every minute wasted.

 

    Winter makes me the image of nothing, like a rice dumplings wrapped in the same day, but anxiously hope that all can be worn by all wearing the body.

 

    Record that even the wearing of the four pairs of socks at home take off your shoes need to pull like a radish-like looking for anyone's help.

 

    I have no fight in winter make the best nest at home all day, do not worry about me, let me enjoy raw mushrooms bar.

 

    Other? Alas, love how on how to bar.

 

    Winter, makes me depressed, alas, flower ah, how can you withered it?

 

    Grass ah, how can you yellow on it?

 

    Shu-ah, how can you on the leaves it?

 

    Rain ah, how can you to stop it?

 

    Who ah, how do you so miserable on the ah ......

 

    People can not stand the winter, people can not stand I am.

 

    Beginning tomorrow I leave, and my own arrangements.

 

        As for the holidays come to an end, take a look at the Siberian cold air from going back to then.

 

    Never mind no one at home so long I nest Why, I am willing enough.

 

    On the nest at home, and Health and prepare a broth of mushrooms brought the drink.

 

   If winter comes, another year ends, time will not be too rash.

 

   

 

    We turn next year look like it?

 

    Well, we have to take care of themselves ah.

 

    Wind re-cold,

 

    Rain and then large,

 

    Think of your smile,

 

    The temperature of your palm And you told me that every word,

 

    Everything will warm up.

 

    

 

 

 

 

 

   If winter comes,

 

   Do not come alone,

 

   Do not come to grief.

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