July left us in August , and when
August came , he picked up the old man who sold flowers... So, the bell of the chapel rang peacefully, and the pastor in white came home wiping his sweat peacefully. We listened silently, watched and waited peacefully... There was a time when the bell sounded silently for a month. I took it quietly... I feel so sorry for these neurotic children who are favored by God. They are overly concerned about their feelings, they have focused beliefs, they have so much in their bodies that they play the role of God, and they firmly believe that they can change time. Changing events can even change you. Emily Watson's laughter is always so incomprehensible and weird, not like a child's innocent curiosity, nor like a woman hysterical. In the bright and bright Nordic landscape like an oil painting, I always feel that this kind of inexplicable intake of soul is completely different. A world of organisms. But in this world, the world just can't hold you. Well, Beth, you're a child of God, walking around a real world, you talk to yourself, you love your perseverance, your heart never stops touching the sky, you never think Through selfishness and loneliness, you just simply ask God to give you the simplest happiness, you just live so bravely in the arms of God in Jane's love, you just feel that love comes with hurt, you just endure it The pain is doing what you think is right, you just have a pure smile on your face as you sail toward that dreadful ship, like a newborn baby calling to God, so where are you, Father? So, Father, where are you. I am here.
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