One mother has seven daughters. Once mother went to visit her relatives who live quite far. So she came back only in a week. When mother entered her hut, all her daughters one after another started to express how they missed their mother.
I missed you as the poppyhead misses a solar meadow, - said the first daughter.
I waited for you as the dry earth waits for a drop of water, - spoke the second.
I cried for you as a tiny bird cries for his mummy, - expressed the third.
For me it was so difficult without you, as for a bee without a flower, - said the fourth.
I was dreaming about you as the drop of a dew dreams of a rose, - exlaimed the fifth.
I looked out for you as a nightingale looks out for the cherry garden, - sighed the sixth.
And the seventh daughter said nothing. She silently removed shoes from the mother and brought some water in the basin - to wash her legs.
2010-03-09 21:56 编辑：kuaileyingyu
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