Moment where litres of tears roll down the cheek
Moment where pieces of words sound so piercing
Moment where enough is never a enough
Moment where full stop will never be full stop
How tough You want me to be?
You had it all, You had me all!
就这样,你三岁了。 我依然清楚记得你被捧到我的脸上的那一刻,那个清秀的样子,那一刻开始,我被冠上妈妈这个昵称。妈妈很感恩你带给我们的种种欢乐,家里因为有了你,多了一份温馨,阵阵的笑声。 你的懂事,你的小聪明都让妈妈觉得很不可思议,很难相信我养育了那么棒的一个小孩。上帝阿爸对妈妈...
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