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[title] => All sorts of feelings well up in my heart
[time] => 2009-10-12 00:34:22
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[bodytext] => All sorts of feelings well up in my heart 2008-06-18 23:37:50 All sorts of feelings well up in my heart It is getting late, our son is still playing the computer with delight. I don't want to disturb him, for there is not more than three days, the Spring Festival will come. when I see him enjoying himself, I am very pleased. At the moment, all sorts of feelings well up in my heart...... Our son keeps typing two hundred words every day for more than two years, his typing skills are on the ball, he is a good typist in my eyes, because he can finish typing a long article in a short while. I had wanted to buy him a computer for a long time, for the keyboard of Adeline is insensitive...... Two years ago, when you saw him typing using the Adeline, you said to him, "Keep on, if you can type fifty words in a minute, I will buy you a computer. Very good! keep on it!" When our son showed you his skills, you set your watch foward by a few seconds on purpose, when you saw he still won your game, you wondered and said nothing. I had to tell him we hadn't enough money to buy a computer, I was afraid that your answer disappointed him. But I still saw him crying to return to his room...... In the beginning of this year, you told our son again, if his Chinese and mathematics are both a hundred in his final, you will buy him a best computer in no time. This morning, our son showed you the Scholastic Aptitude Test Score, you were surprised and said, "Let us go, we'd better go now." In the past several years, as a mistake of me, many difficulties came to our life, you paid the extra price without any complainer, and a lot of time had been wasted. If...... The song interrupts my train of thought, it turns out that our son is talking with his friends by ICQ, he beckon me to come nearer, I wish him a good time, and sharing the song with him...... the music is easy on the ear late at night, the song is my favorite song, I can sing it very well: When I find myself in times of trouble, mother Mary comes to me, speaking words of wisdom, let it be. And in my hour of darkness, she is standing right in front of me, speaking words of wisdom, let it be...... *** 2002-02-08 *** [comments] => 1 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 48 [informant] => holy [notes] => Corrected spelling as requested - Moderator_18 Oct 13, 2009 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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