Warmth, in the hearts of people; warmth, from the holy heart; warmth, to meet
the needs of the people; warmth, can heal the wounds of people. Warmth is a
burning stove; warmth is a concerned eye; warmth is a coat of nine cold days;
warmth is a soft to, the snow flew in the sky, laying a thick quilt on the
ground. I wandered on the street, feeling extraordinarily cold. I used my hand
to cover my mouth from time toew sheets of leaflets on a smooth wall opposite. A
50-year-old old cleaner brushed the paper with a brush that had been stained
with water . Tear
carefullsing papers ,
she continued to walk to another. However, I saw her right hand lifted up, but
stopped in the air ,
seemingly fixed. Seeing her approaching the wall, she shook her headw a skinny
female cleaner approaching the piece of paper. I thought she would clear the
paper, but she didn't expect her to be exactly the same as the old cleaner: lift
her right hand, freeze it in the air, shake her head slightly, and turn
away.termined to go and of the his moment. At this time, a warm stream rushed
into my heart, and the snow flutteredthe two cleaners, the warmth of the world
is derived from the heart of the fire. It is this sacred fire that ignites the
heart of my heart. I think that its warI am an ant of nature. A member of many
ants. One day, I went to find food. Suddenly, I saw a gate and I went in. When I
saw the family eating breakfast, the child found me and he dropped a piece of
bread. The bread almost caught me. I couldn't move the bread, I took a small
piece and went back to report it. The generals let the team of 60 ants follow me
to carry the bread. We worked together to bring the bread back. The generals
rewarded me with ane nest. More than 30 big black ants were found moving a huge
piece of bread. I thought of a way. I asked everyone to put a lot of stones on
the leaves next to a road and tied a rope on the leaves. As soon as you pull the
rope, the stones will fall. Then let a few ants lead the big black ants, and the
big black ants were led. Then we pulled the rope hard and the stones fell. Only
heard a scream, and then the big black ants were all killed. I let an ant go to
the letter, and the others are guarded by the spoils. The big troops came, and
we moved d me. The ants I have now have become 150.t to ask. It turns out that
they are bombing our country , the nest. I asked an ant to report, then rushed over to the enemy and
hit the enemy . My people
are getting fewer and fewer, and I think of a cave full of explosives. We led
them there, then lit the explosives and died with the enemy.
the needs of the people; warmth, can heal the wounds of people. Warmth is a
burning stove; warmth is a concerned eye; warmth is a coat of nine cold days;
warmth is a soft to, the snow flew in the sky, laying a thick quilt on the
ground. I wandered on the street, feeling extraordinarily cold. I used my hand
to cover my mouth from time toew sheets of leaflets on a smooth wall opposite. A
50-year-old old cleaner brushed the paper with a brush that had been stained
with water . Tear
carefullsing papers ,
she continued to walk to another. However, I saw her right hand lifted up, but
stopped in the air ,
seemingly fixed. Seeing her approaching the wall, she shook her headw a skinny
female cleaner approaching the piece of paper. I thought she would clear the
paper, but she didn't expect her to be exactly the same as the old cleaner: lift
her right hand, freeze it in the air, shake her head slightly, and turn
away.termined to go and of the his moment. At this time, a warm stream rushed
into my heart, and the snow flutteredthe two cleaners, the warmth of the world
is derived from the heart of the fire. It is this sacred fire that ignites the
heart of my heart. I think that its warI am an ant of nature. A member of many
ants. One day, I went to find food. Suddenly, I saw a gate and I went in. When I
saw the family eating breakfast, the child found me and he dropped a piece of
bread. The bread almost caught me. I couldn't move the bread, I took a small
piece and went back to report it. The generals let the team of 60 ants follow me
to carry the bread. We worked together to bring the bread back. The generals
rewarded me with ane nest. More than 30 big black ants were found moving a huge
piece of bread. I thought of a way. I asked everyone to put a lot of stones on
the leaves next to a road and tied a rope on the leaves. As soon as you pull the
rope, the stones will fall. Then let a few ants lead the big black ants, and the
big black ants were led. Then we pulled the rope hard and the stones fell. Only
heard a scream, and then the big black ants were all killed. I let an ant go to
the letter, and the others are guarded by the spoils. The big troops came, and
we moved d me. The ants I have now have become 150.t to ask. It turns out that
they are bombing our country , the nest. I asked an ant to report, then rushed over to the enemy and
hit the enemy . My people
are getting fewer and fewer, and I think of a cave full of explosives. We led
them there, then lit the explosives and died with the enemy.