story of life

###It was very happy for the little day. Every day, playing the towel on the banks of the river. Walking around the head. My most favorite game is to play the game and play the game. The absence of a bowl or a rubber ball is made by playing with the ball. Playing it all day would have been cut off. It was not funny at all. Come to the house and the mom's sweet kisses. Then after eating it, eat a meal. Try to sleep a lot. Then kite kites and breaking the whole afternoon, the wandering winding. Go find it again. If you do not get it again, then make it again. Now it is good to think that the beaches were so beautiful. There was a jayga beside our house which we thought was a mango tree, which was a mango tree. But we had a little weakness in the mango season and the mango tree. But we used to think that the tree was our own tree. The kite mangoes fall from the mango tree and the mango trees are very interesting. And now one has become a robot. I have stolen tomato from the house and eating it after eating the rice by eating rice. . We were more interested in the corrosion, I was friends with Abdulla Raju Murad Amara Kubov. Once, one interesting thing was that Raju Murad and Abdullah had two rolls in three classes. Keeping this fun,