Wife, Juanqimei, Xiangruyimo. trying to make their best even better, as can be worthy of your woman. However, the dream was broken. I'm not your baby, you promise to never betray hand in life forever. I finally was not the man. tend to miss the religious ties to the mouth drawn back, how much light is afraid of its own.
you have asked me: you remember we said to go hand in hand, never have been separated , and forget? I did not forget, never forget, but the reality is that you forget, do not you?
I hope that my love is this: each other, Juanqimei, plain water. I am in the years find him to rely on him to deliver him his life. to be his wife, his mother for his cooking, laundry, sewing buttons on a lost. Then, we were in time of old. One day he will leave me or I'll leave him to another world, repair the edge of the next life, then, can we say to each other the most simple words , no matter how we passed the deep, no matter our life and life is not that we have loved over the people, true love, nothing more than a touch of a hold your hand, old age together.
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