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Wysłany: 27 Mar 2011, 00:0 Temat postu: I began to understand |
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- keep walking every day ,, went from place ,
- not becautilize of anything to disturb my thoughts .
windy outside ,
- the first time I felt ,
- I started Understanding.
- do not allow yourself any emotion ,
- went to a place.
- facing all sorts of people ,
- I'm calm in my busy day in ,
- this is a good thing it is a bad thing .
- to Beijing three months , p>
- I changed ,
- walked with people ,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych],
- time did not stay ,
- I think I live very valuable ,
- please dear cheer you okay with me ?
- walking on the road to Beijing began to feel cool Cool out ,
- This is my most important ,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych],
- in so many years To ,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych],
Windy outside , walking the road in Beijing, began to feel cool cool , the leaves wither ,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and fall , and another to a place. Time did not stay , and people walked together to Beijing three months , I convertd, it is a good thing it is a bad thing . Keep walking every day ,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych],, went from place to face all sorts of people, I began to understand
- now unique say that I work very hard to live ,
- probably no one can Understanding of changes in my heart ,
- dropped out ,
- people should not be blind , I found the value of the point ,
- the leaves wither ,
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Forty-three years seems like a long time to remember the name of a mere1)acquaintance. I have forgotten the name of an old lady, who was a customer on the paper route in my home town when I was a twelve-year-old boy. Yet it dwells2)in my memory that she taught me a lesson in forgiveness that I shall never forget.
On a winter afternoon, a friend and I were throwing stones onto the slanted3)roof of the old lady's house from a spot near her backyard. The object of our play was to observe how the stones changed to missiles4)as they rolled to the roof's edge and shot out into the yard like comets5)falling from the sky. I found myself a perfectly smooth rock and threw it out. The stone was too smooth, however, so it slipped from my hand as I let it go and headed straight not for the roof but for a small window on the old lady's back porch6). At the sound of fractured7)glass, we knew we were in trouble. We turned tail8)and ran faster than any of our missiles flew off her roof.
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