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Vintage content about relationships, unions and romances past.
Planting a forest for love
In the small town of Maltif in the south of France, there was a boy named Hickory. When he was 16 years old, his father, who was dependent on him, unfortunately, suffered from rare lung disease. Hickory accompanied his father to every major hospital, and the doctors were at their wits' end, suggesting only that "if the patient could live in a large forest with fresh air and improved breathing conditions, there might be a chance of survival." But just how much hope that had, they weren't sure.
By Holly D Salter3 years ago in Humans
My father never had me in his tears
My father never had me in his tears At the age of 60, my father's cerebellum atrophied, he became slow, forgetful, and had a speech impediment, especially prone to sadness and happiness. My mother said that my father could no longer express what was in his heart with words, except for crying and laughing, which were still under his control. The words that could not be spoken eventually turned into these two emotions.
By Barbara M Quinn3 years ago in Humans
Love, give a hug
He is the only son of his family, a country boy who, after graduating from college, came to work in a big city. The year he got married, in this city also has a small home of its own, perhaps grown up, perhaps busy work, is rarely have time to go home, only the New Year's time, only from far away from the city to rush home for the New Year, stay a few days. Counting these years, on the mother's side, the day is only a few.
By Holly D Salter3 years ago in Humans
Whoever speaks of the heart of an inch of grass rewards the kindness of three springs
I always want to write something about my mother, but every time I lift my pen, I don't know how to write. When I was a child, my mother worked in the city, and I lived in the countryside with my grandfather and grandmother, so I seldom saw my mother, so she is only a vague image in my memory. Every New Year's Eve, my mother always came back on time, regardless of the snow and wind, regardless of the rainstorm, my mother always rushed back home in the stars to spend the New Year with us.
By Holly D Salter3 years ago in Humans
Happy Harbor
The night is late, the lights are out, can not be extinguished feelings very; wind up, the evening breeze, blowing a thousand thoughts. The quiet night, the small window, the night reflects the yellow flowers, a little silver light. The sound of the keyboard is extra crisp, with the help of ten fingers, remember a life journey!
By Holly D Salter3 years ago in Humans
Before a long trip, must go to the place
I was suddenly afraid that time would blur, especially the memory of my mother frozen in my heart, so I hurriedly packed up any other worries and sorrows and went to the cemetery, there were still some days before the Qingming, and the drive was smooth, the car drove to the mountain water Baihe, far away, I saw the graves of my parents on the mountain, hot tears suddenly came out of my eyes I was so happy that my eyes were covered with tears.
By Holly D Salter3 years ago in Humans
Inroduction Of A 13 Years Old Boy With Lot's Of Travel, Hope, Passion & Experience🥇
Hello friends!🙏😎 Let me introduce myself. My name is Spondan Chowdhury. I am a student. I am 13 years old. I live in Monirampur a village of Bangladesh. I study in class eight.
By Spondan Chowdhury3 years ago in Humans
I stopped going to school in the sixth grade. Top Story - August 2022.
I stopped going to school in the sixth grade. Although I lived, and went to school in Yonkers New York my entire life, the kids at school still made fun of me. My long nose was the most popular point of interest when they insulted me, which always puzzled me. My mother had a long nose too, with a bump at the center. Her big curls draped her plump face like a frame enhances a photograph. I thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world, and although I looked like my father; wide eyes, slim face, and green eyes that remind me of springtime, my nose was my mothers.
By Sarah Duran3 years ago in Humans
