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Image sizes: 256x256, 48x48, 32x32, 24x24, 16x16 File formats: BMP, GIF, PNG, ICO ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Tags: shinchan images, icons revert, imagen me without you, ms word icon, itext addimage- has entered into a room. In the blue coffin cleaned by a white ruche lay, having combinedHandles and having closed eyes, Iljusha. Lines of its emaciated face absolutely almost Were changed, and, strange, from a corpse almost was not to a smell. The look was Serious and as though the thoughtful. The hands combined were especially good Crosswise, precisely cut out from marble. In hands to it have enclosed colours, and all The coffin has been already cleaned outside and it by the colours sent than light from Lizy - . But profits and still flowers from Kateriny Ivanovny, and when Alesha Has opened a door, the shtabs-captain with a bunch of colours in shivering hands sprinkled Them again the expensive boy. He has hardly looked at entered Aleshu, yes And at anybody did not wish to look, even on crying, it the wife, "Mummy" who it tried to rise on the sick feet and To glance more close on the dead boy. It children have raised with Its chair also have moved up up to to a coffin. It sat having nestled on it it Head and too it should be silent cried. The person of the Snegiryov looked like Recovered, but as though lost, at the same time and hardened. In gestures It, in its pulled out words was something mad. "The father, lovely The father! "He exclaimed constantly, looking at Iljushu. It had a habit, Still when Iljusha was in live, to speak to it it: "the father, lovely The father!" -- The daddy, give also to me of florets, take from its handle, here this white, and Give! - sobbing "mummy" has asked it. Or to it so The small white rose which was in hands of Iljushi, or that it was pleasant From his hands has wanted to take a flower for memory, but it all and was swept up, Stretching behind a hand flower. -- To nobody of ladies, nothing ladies! - the Snegiryov has cruelly exclaimed. - Its florets, instead of yours. It it, anything yours! -- The daddy, give to mum a flower! - has raised suddenly the face moistened with tears -- Nothing ladies, and to it more I will not give! She did not love it. It at it then ![]()
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