Letter from an unknown woman

Wanted to write a love letter, written in love never ends, will write their own young round. Unfortunately, no, say no to die, no accommodation.
So sad for the write fails. Because people are always with love. Whether you love to which level is happy. I do not know this is not write sad counted as happiness. Anyways, sad seems to be stronger than numb.
Want to write a real love letter.
Come to think of it, though written hundreds of letters each year, in this life to write thousands of letters, none of them is worthy of love. Not talk like a drunk, don’t spend a Brocade-like statements. Listen to the song to hear “you like dashed out the glow of the Sun, very fresh, girl. , Think lyrics are really not bad, turn to their own, but are too shy to write. Also in the letter seems to have. I love you. A class of words, said rush to branches, a frenzied escape a trap. Even surprised themselves, is clearly to stubbornness, we can have that kind of shortness of breath. A man who don’t even complete love, not just worthless.
More tasteless is incredibly sad. Mourning is to die, not to toss between the death of a man in the heart with the undead. Feel the life is not easy, also feel the love is not pure. Sadly, it is cumbersome. Even mourning, and still is. A mere boy. Three words. Love is an action, not a declaration. When no action, only intentional meditation. Filter declarations and actions of Bewitched, Miss innocent, to erode their own. I think, like write an article really. Virtual. Novels, I write a real love letter. I was too afraid to say stupid things. Not a stupid, so stupid in the past as a whole. People do not always find a way. Envy those boys makes me annoyed, they relaxed, jovial, no sense of weight. They are not staring at that eye of the self. When the man panted, Miss love. Seems to love’s Harbour, green space, is the garden of Eden. When discovered the snake in the garden, my sorrow. Grass not so green, Harbor waves. Anchored in love, homeless. Finally, learn to draw something on paper. Want to draw a dream. For the only weasel to the Zweig letter from an unknown woman is dreaming of, along with Carmen and aisimeilada, all life on paper only.
However, only living people so sad before.
Love and sorrow from the living.
Intimate, intense, ambiguous, future, end it all away, leaving only the sorrow, left in a Brown study, leaving no lost for nothing. You could not will be lost, my unfortunate and fortunate. You see, I still could not write love letters. If this is not a love letter, then it’s nothing.
Not like life look.
I think, in this life really good writing beautiful love letter. Or the lack of a large, how millions of Yu, write stupid. I think even the cattle love, even if it is woven into a beautiful lie.
Running reading Leo Tolstoy’s life, he is not out of love, and mourned for him. He earned two free’s death. He was worth it.
You are young, you have many opportunities to do not have to try to be smart, you don’t have to run away. You should not take seriously for sale. You have to have a bright future. Thinking of you.

The sea, I came

When I was a child, watching the sea for me is a beautiful dream, the genial sunshine, gentle sea breezes, golden beaches, blue sea water just in a dream to see. At that time, I often think of one day be able to marching valuables on the beach, in the sea enjoy shouting and running. Then, happily picked up one by one beautiful red shells. Such a blue dream, with me through a spring and summer autumn and winter.
Seven years old that year of the summer, I was willing to see the sea finally realized, my father took me to Yantai Shandong. Years of dream is about to achieve, I can not restrain the excitement of the heart. A strength to ask my father when will come ah. Dad always said to me, do not worry, soon to the sea. After 4.5 hours’ walk, we finally arrived at the beach. I do not care to put down their luggage on the beach, to a time and again in the dream of the lovely sea ben. In front of the sea, endless, to much larger than I imagined, seawater is a jewel like blue, layer by layer from light blue to blue from blue to dark blue. The beach is golden yellow, but in the golden yellow with some gray black. In the heart of the halo of a lot of dark. Even so, I still very happy. Facing the sea, I can feel it’s broad, forceful. This feeling is shocking my heart, young I rummaged through the brain lack the knowledge base, unexpectedly no rhyme or reason to sing the phrase “send the mayfly in heaven and earth, boundless sea of millet.”
I’ve been on the beach for a whole day. In the sand dune, find the shell cracks in the rocks, catch crabs. Of course, I did not forget a little taste of the taste of the sea, the salty, with a bitter smell.
It’s not necessary to play in the daytime. At night, I whim, want to see the sea at night. Parents are not agree with, the mother is busy buying clothes accessories, the father had to follow, let me a person to them and not rest assured. To be sure to go. I hide from them, slipped out of the brigade, anyway, the sea is in the hotel, came to the seaside. Night of the sea is very calm, the waves kiss the coast, a slight “Shua Shua” sound, during the day and that naughty spray had not see, seem to be already to sleep. At this time of the sea is so mysterious, hazy, as if a veiled girl. Looked at the calm sea, my heart began to be quiet, completely intoxicated in this night, unexpectedly not consciously hum Huang Lei’s “I think I was the sea”. There was silence, only a few fishing boats on a fishing boat in the dark when death.
The sea for the first time in my laughter in the end, sea the broad mind, forceful momentum gave me left a deep impression. Although he is not as perfect as the heart, but I still love the sea, the next time I want to see the sea.

Mid Autumn Festival moon

I like the Mid Autumn Festival falls on the night of the Mid Autumn Festival, I look up to the sky, saw a full moon, but we do not often say that the round bright moon, the sky have the layers of cloud, smoke like fog, misty in the moonlight. Halo is precisely this full moon and clear the clouds matchmaker, pull in between the two, faint point on the circle, neither overwhelming and worth of Jiaotai. The quiet summer night can always give me peaceful moonlit night, a feeling of tranquility and leisure. Clean and clear as soft as water sprinkled moonlight, light pouring, melting Ning implication.

Moonlight is soft and transparent, light and elegant. I like the moonlight like water through precipitation mood, moonlight, drink. Open the window, moonlight quietly pouring on the skin, light and elegant charm, fresh implication of exotic natural flow in the heart border. The moon such as training, the mood in the moonlight becomes clear and soft, suddenly all moved in life and the beautiful clever float if. When the Spring Festival, although coincides with the false but feel free, every year is bustling about. But the Mid Autumn Festival, gives a special joy, a mood of rest, a special kind of want to go. Whenever I think of it, it seems like a different mood. I like the mood of the Mid Autumn Festival. That is the harvest of the savings, but also the beginning of the harvest. It is said that she is due to the savings, not much time. Say that she is the beginning, because the fall is a step in the footsteps of her fruits, and the people’s heart is about to harvest joy. I think only through the experience of rural life experience, will have this kind of feeling, mood and inner deep feelings. I like the mood of the Mid Autumn Festival. Under the moonlight round, round cake, ripe apples, pears, grapes and other fruits are also on the city.

In the moonlight, people enjoy the food of the festival, the topic of the harvest. The side of the moon, while missing relatives in a foreign land. Real so-called: “every festival is prepared to think about the festival”. I like the mood of the Mid Autumn Festival. Every year the cakes on the market now a superb collection of beautiful things. The appearance of the moon cake is very thick, the pattern is always so clear, so uniform, so good-looking. You see, the new moon cake served, a fragrance taste blowing, it is be unable to hide one’s greed! So a catch up with the mid autumn holiday home, to eat two pieces of incense, sweet, feel good…… I like the mood of the Mid Autumn Festival. Every year, she brings me a new feeling, a new experience, a new harvest. I would like to feel the love of their loved ones in this mood, taste the philosophy of life, experience the changes in the home. Mid Autumn Festival is coming, I hope this year’s mid autumn months more round, smarter, but also pray for my family more healthy, my hometown will be more beautiful, rich, in heart expectations motherland more prosperous. Perhaps, this is the true meaning of the Mid Autumn Festival.

Winter in Shijiazhuang

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, four seasons reincarnation, this is not, a year on this past 3/4, Shijiazhuang ushered in a cold winter.

Shijiazhuang’s winter is not as cold as in Harbin, Hainan is not as hot, but not as warm and lovely Ji’nan winter. Winter in Shijiazhuang has its own characteristics.

Shijiazhuang, the winter is coming in the unconscious of, I do not know from when to rise, the leaves of the tree off the light, grass is the yellowing, is even my little turtle began to “hunger strike. Ready to sleep. A little red, yellow faded away. Shijiazhuang becomes a cinderella”. Winter has arrived!

Shijiazhuang’s winter is gray, the sky is always overcast with a few days a smile. In the grey sky, can always see the crowds to the south of the birds, it is inevitable that you feel some sad, some sad. But they are, and they are dotted with the gray sky.

The wind is gray, whether you wear thick, as long as the wind blows, you’ll still shivering. At this time, as long as you outside for a walk wind quasi will put the grey. Gift. Give you, come back a face will be found, the face is gray.

Gray winter let Shijiazhuang is a bit quiet, car while it is noisy, but pedestrians on the street much less, everyone in the room enjoying the warm heating, who are willing to go? So wonderful is snow, not only the children like, adults also like. The children in the snow snowball, snowman, was holding the camera, “Kacha kacha. Take pictures. The crowds of white fairy let Shijiazhuang more clean, more beautiful, silvery white world, plus a few gray dotted, true generosity is which created by the famous paintings ah! Look, Cinderella into princess!!

This is the winter of Shijiazhuang, and the winter of Ji’nan, Shijiazhuang’s winter is more you are black and white old movies, although the lack of some bright colors, but still will not make you feel bored, and perhaps this is the characteristics of the winter in Shijiazhuang!
Thin taste, Shijiazhuang’s winter has been the flavor of the!

This is my promise

No one in the dark night sky without stars, the moon, but somewhat lonely. At the end of winter wind is still somewhat cold, litter on the ground, and then gently dancing down, soundless and stirless.

There are few pedestrian street, I tighten collar, sprinted home to catch, 12 points back the suffered some spittle star son’s baptism! The nine peaks of the bridge as if inlaid in the shady, wind blowing wildly, people want to stay in the moment, I could not help but trot.

“Sister group, please, give me some money!” A small body, only a thin shirt little brother got in my way. “No money.” I don’t think the same as some of the pedestrian to throw this cold. He grabbed my arm and shook it, and said, with a slightly begging, “the good man will be safe in his life.”!” The dark face, his eyes seem exceptionally bright, he cocked his head to think: “well, 5 hair can also be. Big Chinese new year, you have pity on me.” A slight frown, demeanor is that he’s really not letting this go. See I did not answer, and continue to say: ‘give 5 hair, I will remember your good, big sister, please.” He bit her lower lip, look through a faint uneasiness, mixed with a sense of hope. “No, no, no, you just search.” I have already said testily, the wind blew away all my patience.

His eyes dim like to go, do not look at my pocket, head buried in front of the chest, the tone is very lost: “excuse me, you go.” I should have got up and left, the pace can but can’t move, a sense of guilt in my heart. Suddenly, I wondered if I hurt a heart full of hope. I do not know which is the impulse, I turned and shouted: “Hey, tomorrow I can bring money again?” He gave a start, jumping around, surprised to nod. That flying smile how can be so brilliant? Can not understand so far.

Time quietly drips from the fingers, when I think about it again, already 5 days later.

I wore a hat to the nine peak bridge. The bridge crowded, the dark but innocent face is particularly striking. The rising sun, the golden sun to every corner. He stood in front of a rusty broken green bowl, very pleased by the dirty burden, a quiet face. I walked past him, he looked at me, twisted his head to think about what. Remember me? He had a flat mouth, a frown, a depression, a depression. Yeah! Every day he wants to beg to so many people, how can you remember me? I clenched the hand of the money, perhaps it is not necessary to give it.

But a word from the mind flash: know how to keep the promise, is the person who knows how to live. Even if the other side is a single weak small begging.

I’m back. He is interested to a breakdown of the palm of the hand on the young little coin. Perhaps in his think that this is just the beginning of a day, some time, some hope. Eyes are still crystal clear, and not because of the unfortunate life has become cold. Everything is so pure and beautiful. I took advantage of him not to pay attention, will throw the money in the bowl, and then mix the crowd.

I turned around, I saw him stand up and looked around, eyes eagerly search, filled with surprise and gratitude.

I’ve made my promise. The happiness can be so simple, often hand can be. But that sentence and his clear eyes with floating in my mind — “know how to keep promises to the people, is to understand the lives of people.”

Smoke and rain in the south of the city

Jiangnan a let the cherished place, a place for emperors to linger, a in the hearts of everyone are soft and beautiful place… Today, I came to a long time with the excitement of the south.

My family came to the ancient city of Hangzhou Jiangnan, is just a sunny day. The beautiful scenery of the city of Hangzhou in our eyes.

Hangzhou City intact preserved a large number of Ming and Qing Dynasties, the layout of the old layout has remained unchanged for a long time. A small river passes through the city, like the ancient city to a green belt around the. On both sides of the river within ten meters, and the Yangtze River than seem worth mentioning, but it has its unique meaning. So that the daughter of a humble family, delicate. The river is a stone seat, carved white jade belt. The river from the boat through, which is the motherland four Xinjiang tourists.

In the old alleys through, look around, see all the old house is having an antique flavour. Corner high eaves of houses, wooden carved pavilion. Man seems to be back to the past, I raised the camera to record everything down. The ancient courtyard often planted with trees and some trees, apricot, some begonia. The road on the left countless people stepped on the left corner of the potholes, everywhere in the growth of moss tells the ancient town. However, this is just a small town, and it makes the other side has not been revealed by many people amazing.

We lived in the city of seven or eight days in the Antique Hotel, the last day of the trip to the south, the sky is getting dark, began to rain. I stood at the door of the hotel, looking at the rain in the south. This is different from most of the rain rain on both sides of the Changjiang River. The rain is misty, light, quietly and soundless and stirless, infiltration of the whole world. Readily open to buy an umbrella, walking in the deep area. Thinking about when wanting to see city finally one eye, but had not thought of, this before leaving the last glimpse, but let me saw the most exciting scene.
An umbrella walking in the city, around the quiet desolate. Habitually step into a lane, lane is full of a large house yard, the hospital more or less planted a seguinii, but always shy want to open the is not open.

No, apricot and pear yesterday was full Begonia in the smoke of the rain. Rain will be that a tree pink wipe open, in the whole city, but also into the bottom of my heart. I was amazed. Then, take a deep breath, moist air dew with flowers and ancient charm deeply into my lungs. In the hands of the umbrella I do not know when it has been put away, with open arms to open up the sky and the rain to a deep hug. A shower and I bumped into the rain, through my clothes and my skin embrace, a cool, leisurely will not see.

The Jiangnan rain ethereal, every drop has its life, like hair, like hairs, played a rain dance in the air. The whole city of Hangzhou was shrouded in smoke rain, like in a thick fog mabukai. Corner of the green into the eyes, patches of moss in the rain exudes the green light, it is contains numerous vitality of dark green, that is after the rain in the moss.

Walk in the river, suddenly very want to find the boat, for a moment, finally found a man willing to boating in the rainy day. The old man punting on the prow, there is a desk in the cabin, on the table there is a pot of hot tea, it is in order to keep the guests. From the end of the ancient porcelain cup looked thin, a green liquid, in the hands of a warm. To smell, a fragrance into the lungs. Micro sip, a bitter. This is tea, but why I’m a little tipsy? With blurred look at both sides, the whole courtyard wall corner Jiangnan hidden in the smoke in the rain. You see a few pink color, and ethereal fantasy. The rain in the fog of the ancient city of beautiful fantasy, like a mirage like illusion but true. The sunshine in Hangzhou at the moment is like a distant dream, so far, only a blurred eyes. The whole people drunk, drunk in the rain and fog in the south of the Yangtze river.

Before leaving the glance, I saw the most beautiful jiangnan. Now I know why it makes so many people dream, why so many emperors indulge in pleasures without stop. This wonderful means that is not white Ming, to your own experience.
Before leaving the glance, though it is back in an instant, but also is the eternal memories. The misty rain, really beautiful.

Lovely grandma

My grandmother is a big hand.
In my first memories, grandma’s hair is not white, walked like a gust of wind, very light. When the gun, grandma always loved opera “hum in three drops of blood from”. I forgot to tell you that my grandma although in the city spent nearly 40 years, but talk is still a mouthful of Shaanxi opera, so singing is particularly tasty. When I was carrying a small bag from the gate of the kindergarten, I heard grandma with her loud voice shouted deng. Nannan. Here, grandma here! Jesus sound particularly loud and very penetrating, I in the crowd one eye saw grandma, immediately a trot ran to the grandmother’s side. Grandma smiling carrying my bag, second-hand hold my hands, mouth humming opera, small step forward, no, Deng speed and I had to jog to keep the pace of grandma. Occasionally grandmother would give me with two snacks do you let me in the school on the road to eat, I eat a mouthful of oil, grandma while pretending angrily to me wiping his mouth, but humming sound of the Shaanxi opera is clear up. So, these fragments have become a few of my childhood memories of a very deep.

And then some big, grandma is old, the hair becomes gray. His voice is as ever louder, and even walking is not as good as the original brisk, but the words but a lot. Grandma used to say to me. Nannan, you see granny is so old, you are looking at a photograph of me when young, spirit, and his hair is black and bright?! and now look so much worse, this man is really old myself – – – – – -. He stroked his side, when young photos. I look at the pictures and have a look, grandma, think for a moment before. My grandma is not old, and the skin is better than before!.. Don’t cheat grandma, grandma knew! But my granddaughter, saying, oh, Grandma happy! Go, grandma gave you do stir mission to, Zuking Shaanxi Hancheng County,,,,, and. She cleared her throat, sang opera, minced into the kitchen. Only I feel alone. Ah, my grandmother is getting more and more stupid kid!

Oh, my grandma, despite the passage of time, your face is old, but you will always be in my mind are a voice loud and clear, walk like the wind, love to sing opera lovely grandma! Don’t forget and I, is full of thy youth, continue your life – – – – –

Lao zhou

Oh! Our class come to a European, which can be opened is not a eyes and lie ah! Some people will question, foreign devil how esteems the small school? I don’t beat around the Bush!, you see, the face like snow white boy, is the so-called Europeans. Influenced by the atmosphere in the class, I often call him. Old week.. In fact, he was 14 years old, is one hundred percent of the Chinese people. I do not know the impact of genetic factors or the day after tomorrow, his face can be described as. The stars in the sky, the black jingjing. A mole is really to spoil sb.’s enthusiasm. Flowers inserted in cow dung. Fortunately he has striking body pure white skin, so nobody notices that a single short mole. Everything is a double-edged sword, it also has a positive,. Old week “chest has a big black nevus, so he often said proudly. Look at me, big ‘mole’. Park the most appreciated his forehead liuyemei, although this is often used to describe a charming woman, but right at him, because he’s too many advantages, so. Old week. The name is also diversified because of his yellow hair, so it is called “Jinmao Shiwang. Because love love book excellent in character and learning, so it is called “fire magic, bookworm. .

Don’t judge people by outward appearance, open. Old week. Window of the mind, look inside the scenery!

Bamboo is hollow, pine, bamboo and plum blossom, so the bamboo as a symbol of modesty.. Old week. Is an open-minded person, use the word “very modest” to describe him is fully deserve. Look, how stingy he is, to him ask difficult questions, always curtly sent you, or pretend to be deaf and dumb, I know this is his modest performance, so. Excessive modesty is the pride of the words to stimulate him, but he is a strong resistance, I have nothing to say. More let me beat his breast is sub county stage of the examination, the teacher put of seven papers issued down, my score a total of more than 700 points, and he was than I am more than 20 cents. He ranked the highest grade, I specially to congratulate him. Unexpectedly, he was a high-profile praised me, which enable students around are whispering, people say that I envy, some people say I teach, I really want to Yangtianchangtan day ah! I really than Dou also injustice ah! Since he got my embarrassment, I gradually understand the humility of the truth.

He is also an optimistic person, and he is the best witness of a lively smiling face, in his life everywhere, no place to see his smile. May I both is a playful spirit, love watching cartoons, especially the Q version of the Three Kingdoms “, whenever we talk about the climax, the classroom may become bedlam, happy without tears. I claim. Appoint. He smiled, my voice was suddenly increased, he smiled, and the aftermath of more than. So he is particularly well developed in the headquarters. In his smile, the most memorable is his self comforting smile. At first, the teacher for no reason at all shouted his meal, he suffered injustice, but only to dimeishunyan, repeatedly nono, I think timely comfort him, unexpectedly is a brilliant smile still on his face, mouth round dimple and Qie increased muscle makes me see a strong he. One laugh makes people ten years younger worry, white head. Laugh, is the life of the rain, is the spirit of adequate agent. It is because of you a magnet to laugh, so his friends are beyond count.

This is the “old week”, a good school and optimistic boy!

Life-changing four words

“It is stupid Nothing is right!” On the street, a mother from a six or seven year old boy in the fiercely, the reason is that the children go far away from her some. The mother said these words, the voice enough to get close to passing pedestrians are heard clearly have scolded the boy had to silently back to mother side, head bowed, eyes tightly staring at the ground.
This is only a short moment, but sometimes, it is this short moment will be a long time in the hearts of people linger. Some words, maybe just speaker casually say, for he himself doesn’t mean anything. However, these words to others, especially the hearer, but can often produce endless effects. ” It is stupid “may Nothing is right. long echoed in the listener’s ear.

I know a professional writer named Dale Cave Marc M, who is now 48 years old, in the past 24 years of his career, he has made gratifying achievements. Finally from him, I heard a true story about him.
Dale Cave said, he is a child, he is very timid and shy children, almost no friends, and no confidence, always feel that they can not do anything. In October 1965 ~ day, where he middle school English teacher, Mrs. Burroughs to the class layout of the operation, she asked the students to read ha Xuan, Li’s novels, and then at the end of the novel with his words writing a paragraph of text. Dale Cave finished the homework carefully and handed it to Mrs. Brauss. Now he can’t remember he had written content and browse wife to his score, but he still bclearly remember, and will never forget Mrs. Burroughs wrote in his composition in the blank at the four words — “well written!” these four words changed his life.

“Before I read these four words, I didn’t know who I was and what I could do in the future,” Dale Cave said. “I didn’t know what to do until I got home after reading Mrs. Brauss’s comments.” Later, in the study of the spare time, he wrote? Many small stories, every time he took his work to the school, to Brauss too big. Thib Laws greatly to these rights tender crystal give d) heel dance exciting, serious and x minus evaluation, she has done all the delight is Shaw’s I need. ” Dale Cave said.
Before long, he was appointed editor of the school newspaper. This makes his confidence times increase, at the same time, but also broaden the horizons of a thus, he started his successful and fulfilling life. Dale Cave believes that if there is no first Brauss in his writing blank space to write four words, then he is now owned by the.

At the thirtieth session of the middle school students, Dale Cave returned to his original school and visited Brauss, who had retired. He told Mrs. Brauss about the impact of the first four words of the county on his life: it was the four in the county that gave him the confidence and courage to become a good writer. He also told Mrs. Brauss. In his office, he had received a young girl, the girl studying every night to get a high school diploma. Now she took a certificate to him, to seek his help and advice, because he is a good writer. He passed his faith and courage from Mrs. Brauss to the girl, who had become a writer, and became his wife.

Mrs. Brauss was deeply touched by the story. Dale Cave said: “at that moment, I think Mrs. Brauss is aware that she has given me and my wife a deep and lasting influence.”
“It’s stupid Nothing is right. write very good!”
A very simple one, but often can change the life of a person.
A person, when he has unlimited enthusiasm, you can achieve anything.

You can realize your dream

5 years ago, I went to the south to do the welfare work. All I have to do is to make everyone believe that they have the ability to be self-sufficient and motivate them to achieve their own ideas.

When I came to a small town called a secret, I called the local government to help the 25 on government benefits to the life of the poor. After shaking hands with them, I asked their first question is: “do you have any dreams?”” Everyone looked at me with a strange look at me. As if I was an alien.

“Dream? We never have dream. Dream can’t let us make a fortune.” And one of them was a red nose and the widow answered me.

I patiently explained, “there is a dream not a dream. You certainly hope to get something, and hope That something will suddenly realize, this is a dream.”

Red nose widow said: I do not know what you say the dream is something. I now want to get rid of the beast, because they always want to break into my house to bite my child.” We all laughed.

I said: Oh! What do you think of the way?” She said: “I want to install a strong, can defend the beast’s new door. So I can go out and work.” I asked: “who will do the beast door?” The crowd a balding leg man said: many years ago I came to do, I’m afraid not. But I can try.” Then I ask you what dreams are. A single mother said: I want to go to the University Secretary, but no one to take care of my 6 children.” I asked: who can take care of 6 children.”

A lonely old woman said: “I used to help others with too many children, I think I can bring those cute little guy.” I give the bald man some money to buy materials and tools, and then let these people dissolved.

A week later, I called the poor. My nose as the red widow: your home door installed anti beast?”
Red nose widow happy to say: I do not have to guard my child at home again, I have time to realize my dream.”
I then asked how to feel the bald man. He said to me: many years ago, I gave my own to do the anti monster, did not do well, then I would never do. This time I want to do a good job, the result is really good. Many people say I am great, and can do so strong and beautiful door.”

I said to the poor people who need help, this is a very good example. It shows that the dream is real. A lot of time not ourselves no skill, but we rest on our laurels, do not want to try, or not willing to put in the effort. ”

5 years later, when I come to the dense Addo visit, when the 25 poor, only six mental retardation of persons with disabilities continue to living on government welfare, the remaining 19 people had on the self-sufficiency of the happy life: red nose widow coffee harvest is very good, balding man into the local famous carpenter. The childless old lady opened a daycare center after the University of single’s mother is the best, she opened a large furniture company, absorbing the many need help people to her company to employment.