The education of love is lush, towering, relaxed and happy, relying on it day and night.
Hard-working, full of pride, low eyes and refreshing.
Recovered, ran away from home, willingly, skipping.
Smiling, eager, inspiring and indestructible.
Full of energy, intense, humid and huge.
Serious expression, self-knowledge and indefensible, confession, bad thing.
Playing, tireless, a thousand words, dear.
Be strong and brave, don't let despair and vulgar worries overwhelm you, and keep the great soul open-minded and calm when suffering.
2. Love is an endless journey. Walking and watching along the way will be very relaxing, and every day will be enriched by learning new things. So, I just want to keep going, even devote myself to it, no matter how long it will last. At this point, this feeling has been sublimated into a kind of love, a kind of love for life.
Be strong and brave, don't let despair and endless distress overwhelm you, because if so, the angel who protects you will not agree.
People on land like to get to the bottom of things and waste a lot of time. Winter is worried about the late arrival of summer, and summer is worried about the coming of winter. So you keep looking around for an unreachable place with four seasons like summer-I don't envy it.
But as soon as I saw Dillus's handsome face, smiling face, cheerful expression, and his polite and responsive performance, my troubles and jealousy vanished, and I was ashamed of my thoughts.
Seeing the embarrassed student, my husband opened his mouth and pretended to be a lion, in order to make him laugh and make him recover. At about eleven o'clock, I looked out of the window and saw the parents of the students waiting on the road. My father, who didn't come to Kexi, also wore overalls and walked out of the iron workshop in the dark. Close's mother selling wild vegetables and Nelly's mother in black are all there.
Time flies, and I don't feel that a year has passed. I haven't heard from that woman since she texted her that she was slightly unwell. I wrote to my brother twice and didn't reply. Then write directly to the good employer's home, but still can't reply. This is because the address was wrong and it was not sent. So the whole family was even more uneasy, and finally asked the Italian consul in Buenos Aires to visit on his behalf. Three months later, the consul replied that even the news advertisements had been published, and no one admitted it. Maybe the woman thinks that being a servant girl is a disgrace to her family, so she hides her real name.
Time flies, and I don't feel that a year has passed. I haven't heard from that woman since she texted her that she was slightly unwell. I wrote to my brother twice and didn't reply. Then write directly to the good employer's home, but still can't reply. This is because the address was wrong and it was not sent. So the whole family was even more uneasy, and finally asked the Italian consul in Buenos Aires to visit on his behalf. Three months later, the consul replied that even the news advertisements had been published, and no one admitted it. Maybe the woman thinks that being a servant girl is a disgrace to her family, so she hides her real name.