!["Picking Mulberries: Where Is My Home"[fig]](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAP///wAAACwAAAAAAQABAAACAkQBADs=)
Is it to hold or catch luck seems to be by him into the eyes there are tears into the shoes is angry scolding leaks in the movement no domination of the plate game there is laughter and praise and mud under the cement for Wu Jian Guangsha in the mussel cultivation into pearl rice inside the embarrassing hair...
10-27
Someone once summed up the sorrow of women, in the mother's family is an outsider, the in-laws are even more outsiders. Seventeen years after leaving his hometown, he is no longer his hometown. Everything is beyond recognition. There's a kind of suffocation to escape...
11-09
Home is a warm harbor, home is the home of the soul, there is warmth in a home, and there is a place to place a home. When I was a child, my home was my father, my mother, my brothers and sisters, and it was a few simple and warm houses...
11-09
