Sleepy I sat up, didn't see the figure of niang apartment rentals, can see through the window of the curtain of light cover some outdoor light. "Ah! It's time to get up!" prolongs.

Outside several loud barks and intermittent noise of a passing car, I rubbed his eyes just woke up: I dreamed about niang - again.

Niang when born always yearning to me, go more than two years, are now worried about me in my dream, think of mom, can't help but tears like spring.

Sitting on the bed I sleep, all in the dark look, see the dawn past innumerable sleepless.

Started up in how much time sleeping, listening to the niang weaving loom sound through the night.

How many times you dream wake up , listening to the niang yarn spinning wheel sound like utterance is the song of toil.

How many times in the early dawn, light the feet to find niang, see the mother to wash clothes, cooking, or in the form of garden vegetables.

Also can't remember how many times in my dream, dream of a automatic loom for mother weave a roll of fabric; Also dreamed of sings a spinning wheel for niang spinning up clouds cotton yarn; Also dream of a fairy a stroke with the hand, help mother wash good clothes, ready meals, lush vegetable garden.

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