nail-clippers
5.This morning,In customs entrance,When vehicles peace the same platoon got up the long team,Spot place wriggles to frontI sit in the window position,Extremely comfortable,In the vehicle is full is pushing completely the human which goes to work,Compares them,I am happyLeft the customs,The vehicle stagnated motionless,Sunlight from my left front glass injection,In package,I found the small nail clippers,Leisurely and carefree prunes my long nail,Has that a quarter absent minded,Thought is in the peaceful yard,In the courtyard has the dark green flowers and plants,Also has the autumn to be slight but the ambiguous wind,The clear clatter tower sound which is listening to the nail pruneswhen sends out,All not likely is places oneself in the environment which this anxiously waited for.
