I don't have this tenderness but this bit of bravery.

Jarrell 2022-04-20 09:01:59




A 16-year-old girl in California at the same age as me, but has a seemingly never-ending spirit, fearless, and fragile on the outside. I understand that all she needs is a wisp of sincere warmth.

I don't think her change is transformation. She has always been sensible, but no one in the world has opened her heart to believe that the stability she has dreamed of is

like Miriam Yeung's "Wild Child". She is the most concerned wild child.



If no one uncovers your heart, why don't you live as heartless as a wild child. Sooner or later, those who love you will find you to live bravely. I'm not fearless,



I 'm not afraid of death , but before a romantic kiss, how close the cliff is to you, love you on the ground , you don't have to be reasonable, I just want to use my intuition to catch you when you think of the one you love, you 've never been there The strength is suddenly poured into the arms that are gradually softening. The people around you never agree with the reason, and I still put my heart into the injury without feeling the pain. No one can be as radical as I am for you. No one can stop the red light along the way. I'm looking forward to seeing that thousands of horses and thousands of troops are going straight to me. I have no tenderness , but only this bit of heroism. I also hope to be loved , but I voluntarily pretend to be a hero to protect you . If you don't leave it to me, I am still willing to carry on . I smile proudly and block weapons for you. never agree




























I can't even make sense, I
still devote myself to the injury without feeling the pain. It's
like chasing a dream . No one is as
radical
as I am for you. No matter how
red the red light is along the way, no one can stop
my way . The only thing that is gentle is this bravery . Falling down and going up again is like a tumbler . Weng is clearly in the air, and he will try his best to make up for it. Others never agree with even reason . I'm not as brave as I am for you. No matter how red the red lights are along the way, no one can stand in my way. Looking at the thousands of horses and thousands of troops going straight , there is no support , or there is such heroism. Those who yearn for love all love heroically .



















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Extended Reading
  • Willis 2021-12-25 08:01:12

    The more I look at it, the more I feel that Ms. Miao is cute, where did I break it =-=

  • Braulio 2022-04-22 07:01:39

    It's funny, you beautiful girl and handsome guy, this kind of film makes me relax

Wild Child quotes

  • Freddie: There's something about you, Poppy Moore. Every moment I'm with you, I catch my breath.

  • Matron: [the Matron opens up the door to the girls' room] Welcome back, girls.

    Poppy: [realising help is there to wash her clothes] Oh, good, staff! How quickly can you get all this stuff cleaned?

    Matron: [realising who she is] Is she...?

    Josie: [nodding] Mm-hm. American.

    Matron: [realising about the Americans once at the school] Oh, yes. We had one of those in 1997.

    [looking at Poppy]

    Matron: Not good.

    [Poppy whines about her clothes]

    Matron: [to the girls] Accustom her to my rules

    [noticing Poppy in her casual clothes]

    Matron: and she should be in the correct uniform for a start!

    [collecting the mobile phones]

    Matron: Mobile phones, please, girls!

    [Kiki, Drippy, Kate and Josie put in their phones, unaware they are decoys and don't work]

    Matron: Thank you Kiki, thank you Josie. Thank you Kate!

    Poppy: [the Matron proceeds in confiscating the phones and takes both of Poppy's phones] Whoa! Hands off, mama! I said, "Hands OFF!"

    [speaking Spanish]

    Poppy: Hablas Espanol?

    [Poppy attempts to speak Italian]

    Poppy: Posito Italiano?

    Matron: [offended] I am Scottish, not remedial!

    Poppy: [glad the Matron understood her] Good, then you understand!

    [Poppy dumps her wet clothes into the phone confiscation tray]

    Poppy: Line dry, press, no starch, and no creases!

    Matron: [really shocked and appalled at Poppy's behaviour] How dare you! No mufti for a week!

    [walking away]

    Poppy: [doesn't know what she meant] Fine! Mufti may be your thing, lady, but it sure ain't mine!

    Kiki: [correcting Poppy] She means no home clothes for a week!

    Poppy: [scoffing] Like I give a shit!

    [Matron gasps]

    Poppy: I'll be gone by then!

    Matron: [shocked by Poppy's language] LANGUAGE!

    [turning to the girls]

    Matron: Two Sundays detention. For the whole dorm!

    [the girls groan]

    Poppy: [to the girls] Look, I'll deal with this.

    [to Matron]

    Poppy: Look, hey! Hey!

    [Matron grunts "Huh"?]

    Poppy: [Poppy shows the Matron a green money note] Here's a Ben Franklin. Why don't you go out and buy yourself...

    [looking at the Matron's clothes]

    Poppy: well, anything!

    [drops the money into the phone tray]

    Poppy: Whatever you get will be a *serious* improvement!

    Matron: [to the girls] *Three* Sundays!

    [turning to them]

    Matron: For everyone!

    [the girls groan loudly, as the Matron leaves, and turn to Poppy angry]

    Josie: Thanks a lot for that! You utter moron!

    Drippy: What are you, mental?

    Poppy: What? She was a grade-1 a-hole with a *severe* attitudinal problem!

    Kate: [had enough with Poppy's nonsense] The bell's going in a minute. Just put your uniform on!

    [Poppy scoffs. The bell suddenly rings]

    KateDrippyKikiJosie: [in unison, yelling at Poppy] NOW!