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Since my wife and I got to San Francisco Bay Area this time, spending times with our granddaughter has become an important part of our daily life. Parks is the place of resort we often repair to. (America boasts of parks everywhere, and that is very admirable to forigners like us. No matter large or small, parks always have safe facilities for children to play with. Some big parks also have excercise facilites for tennis, squash, basketball, or even American football and baseball. That has been one the reasons why Americans can almost always acquire most medals in summer Olympic games, for the concept of sports has been ingrained in most of them since they are toddlers.)
As usual, yesterday morning we sat our granddaughter in her stroller and walked twenty minutes to a small park with swings, slides, a sand pit, and a patch of lawn to play with. Around the park there are benches beneath shady trees. When we came to the park, I saw nobody in there except a young couple already sat one of the benches, talking. Throughout our stay at the park, an hour or so, I noticed they were just talking and talking, but without any lovey-dovey movements. When we left, they were still sitting on the bench, talking. But from the way they were acting, I couldnt see there were anything serious they were talking about. (I am not a Peeping Tom of the kind, but we were in a small park, and how could my eyes just focus on my granddaughter all the time.)
Well, thats so-called "sweet nothings", meaning "情話綿綿".
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