It is a hot
afternoon.
The mother sees the blazing sunlight burning their skins.
The sun in
the desert can be merciless.
The daughter opens the car door and exclaims,
“Mama, look,
the sun gave me golden bracelets!”
The car window has made patterns with the sunlight on her wrists which seem like bracelets.
Only a child can see treasures from heaven on earth and show them to you if you want to see them.
The car window has made patterns with the sunlight on her wrists which seem like bracelets.
Only a child can see treasures from heaven on earth and show them to you if you want to see them.
