竹林的回忆
The edge of the bamboo forest a familiar figure … … Perhaps I told him that money is not perfect however I did not say that the export. I am very sorry perhaps I should not … …
I belong to me in the bamboo forest hide-and-seek a slight wind blowing in the woods between the issuance of clear voices heard … … I am in between the bamboo shuttle … …
Thatpersontoseizethethiefthethiefreturnedthemoneyandhereleasedhim.Ihurriedforwardsaid:"putittothepoliceuncleyou!Howdoyouputhim?"Individualsthoughttheresaid:"What’sthename!Idonotpaywhatyoupaycustoms?小屁孩……"Thiswasathiefimmediatelysaid:"I’llgiveyou300yuanBigBrotherforgivemeIdonotdonexttime!Tensofmillionsintothepolicestation…Idonot…"hesaidsomeonestolethemoneytohisuncle.Ithoughthisunclewouldnotacceptthatbut。。
The human world is often said things that really it?
Why is this so?
Hurt for money for money to help the bad guys … …
call for it!