childhood rain
I am sitting in garden, grandma come..π΅ giving me a warning eat and runπββοΈ I am afraid to be happy,π Because rain will be come I will be busy. I am making a boat β΅, and run from from door. π seeing on the road, and kids were moreπ¨βπ§βπ§ I am very happy till the date. βΊοΈ I am in hurry and breakfast ate. rain rain come againππ¦οΈβοΈβ±οΈ
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