Thursday, November 13, 2008
Passing clouds in my heart
It was a good morning for me since I met many of my friends. I met my friends nearby park who were all chatting with each other. They were my childhood friends. I can still remember the days that we were making fun of others, doing nuisance and giving tension to all teachers, staffs and neighbors. If I think of those moments, my eyes will be filled up with tears. I can’t forget those days.