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Who will cook for you after I died? Lizzy asked me in the morning. Her question makes me to weep deeply. Emotion towards my parents, my sisters, my relatives and cloesd friends has been concealed in the deepest place of my heart for so many years, now they are spurting freely.
Affection will always gradually grow with the elapse of time, but i usually lose sight of its exsitence. Maybe backrain is right, I lived with excessive rationality and logic analysis, or I have paid too much attention on the gain or loss of myself. I still remember all these persons who cooked for me, who helped me, who loved me, I really want to tell you that I love you too. I hope all of you enjoy a blessed life, I hope there is a chance for us to get together just like the past.

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