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Anonymous users2024-02-08In the heart of the original misunderstanding perfect, everything was perfect. A small part of life is buried deep in the sand forever with this legal holiday. I also forgot whether the world was so quiet in the past.
Perfect, walked through, unforgettable. Childhood incomprehension, uncertainty, incomprehension, diluted by the years, leaving babbling footprints, passed, the most perfect moment of life. Our stories always begin with the happiest tone on a sunny day, as if the storyteller really doesn't know how sad the end will be.
Chapter 1 Breakpoint - Have you seen that in the distance, my tears have turned into foam. I stood there obsessively, waiting, waiting for ......I thought my persistence would turn you back, I thought autumn was coming and you would stay forever. So, I waited for the big day that would come in a few days—my last Children's Day, a metamorphosis in my life.
It's just why, I don't want it to come, I hope I can always be innocent and always smile. It's just that I don't have any choice but to wait, wait. Not so long ago, I thought that childhood was just a noun, and what would happen when it passed.
But now, it has become a verb full of sorrow, jumping through my life. Can I just grow up? Can you only grow up full of sadness?
Push open the palm of your hand The broken growth line will be divided from now on Will there be another day of intersection Can't forget How to forget I'm waiting here Waiting for a lonely breakpoint. Chapter 2 Cinderella's Thoughts - Crystal Slippers, Pumpkin Car, when will they come to pick me up? Grow?
Why do you want to cry? Is it just that the days of my beautiful childhood should come to an end that I hate? Maybe the days when I used to call "Baba" and "Mome", and read fairy tales, can only be called memories, so let's reminisce.
But a small piece of white in my memory that I can't find back, like an equation that can't be solved on a test paper. A very real sense of emptiness. I puff up a place in my heart, and I can't erase it.
Occasionally, just occasionally, I remember. However, the thin swing could no longer swing the young me high and high like a butterfly, screaming with joy as it had been a long time ago. Chapter 3 Perfect - Snow White and the Prince live happily ever after.
Perfect, everything was perfect. A small part of life is buried deep in the sand forever with this legal holiday. I also forgot whether the world was so quiet in the past.
Perfect, walked through, unforgettable. Childhood incomprehension, uncertainty, incomprehension, diluted by the years, leaving babbling footprints, passed, the most perfect moment of life. Is it over?
Is that the end of it? All the fairy tales I was looking forward to, whether they ended happily, sadly, or happily, all ended with my childhood. But all the stories are always starting again.
In the blink of an eye, the three years of junior high school study are coming to an end. Looking back on the past years, we have experienced too many difficulties and obstacles, paid too many hardships and efforts, and had too many happy and sorrowful ......In the face of all this, we can't help but sigh: time is like a song! >>>More
I could write about the events that I gave to the class, I'm sorry, I'm in the 5th grade, and I can't comment too much.
We are so glad to be together again on this wonderful morning! First of all, I would like to tell you about such a report, which is Singapore, which is a country where English is spoken, and most of the slogans in public places in this country are written in English. But some of these civilized and polite phrases, such as: >>>More
There was a blind boy who was good at playing the piano and drums, and a scholar in the neighborhood came to him and asked, "How old are you?" >>>More
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