A peasant migrant work, family and relatives live in a few days, relatives who lived in the 7th floor. One night, the peasants back, see a people just in front of public housing, street lamps are lit, I am very pleased to Shangpa. However, whenever he climb up a layer, the layer out on the street lamps. Digu his mind: "how the city lights are so Shili Yan, to see me, closed on their own."
To think about the work going today, Yue Xiangyue a gas pedal on the staircase, which is also on the bright lights up. Le farmers: "Sure enough, as the city lights of the city, also eat soft hard to eat, I angry it immediately-up."
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