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I have been tortured by the wound on my belly for more than seven years. After the night comes and puts down the exhaustion and busyness of the day, the pain of itching and pain begins to torture me. For seven years, it seems that I have gradually got used to touching it in theRead More


Winter small courtyard

I lived in a small courtyard, accompanied by the second floor. My 86-year-old mother still accompanied by the Bible. She would sing the hymn again when she woke up in the middle of the night. Open the door in the morning, without the breath of spring, the beauty of summer and the harvest of autumn.Read More