This girl, with a smooth forehead and docile eyes like a deer, when crying, big tears fall from the corners of her eyes, which will make people, especially those with delicate nerves, have to be happy and worry about it. And worry.
When they are still in their teens, girls can still run like the wind, laugh freely when they are happy, cry freely when they are sad. His thoughts were so touched that he would go through fire and water, and would reluctantly say goodbye to sleep every morning, half-closed eyes, swallowed a glass of milk and rushed out of the house.
And the two boys around him, one is the prototype of a standard gentleman, with short black hair, black-rimmed glasses, clean, refreshing, and excellent grades. They are never late for class. They are naturally kind and easy-going to anyone, and they will not hesitate to The injured girl is taken to be treated; one is a vague and handsome prodigal teenager, whose eyes are covered with a little flamboyant red hair so that you can't see his eyes very often, like to joke, and scold you for an idiot without scruples. Put your right hand diagonally in your pocket and casually stop some uncomfortable things.
During the happy high school days, occasionally unpleasant things happened. For example, a classmate in the same class who was often bullied took revenge on a certain day, but it seemed unexpectedly cruel and cruel; for example, today’s dinner was not the favorite. Those few dishes; for example, the teacher unkindly wakes up a subject that is not good at another test; for example, the sport that I like has not been very good and has to be scolded as stupid; for example, it has been only ruthlessly The person who scolded you for being an idiot suddenly said that we should be dating after a rare vague one day; for example, the little lazy person who has been taking care of you quietly occasionally ridiculed your little lazy person unexpectedly mentioned vaguely when rejecting others one day. To your existence.
It seems that there are a lot of things to worry about.
However, at the moment when I realized that one of them was about to leave, the heart-piercing feeling was about the first bombardment attack. It was too different from the previous flying and jumping, even if I fell down, my body was full of injuries. The bruising bruises may be like the fist-sized thing in the chest, I'm afraid it can't be healed, it can't be anymore.
Time is irreversible, and it is only ourselves that we look back. However, she spit out desperately to stop, stop, stop, roaring, and praying, desperate without hope, and reluctant to hope desperately.
Then, a miracle really happened at this moment. The crowd suddenly became stagnant, and the noise of the noise suddenly stopped. Everything is like nothingness. That person, at the end of the long street, said softly, it really was you, if he sighed helplessly, but with relief and slight sadness. Of course, neither she nor us knew what happened and what was about to happen.
The crowd was silent, walking through it a bit like playing hide-and-seek. Suddenly, it seemed as if his shadow came into view, but it disappeared after a short while. However, everything, it turns out that there is nothing else in the world. Some of the vague images in my mind may become clear.
I have come from a time that you have never experienced, not for you, but for you now, but I can only leave. Time waits for no one. He really doesn't remember the words that once mustered up all the courage to speak secretly in the future; she didn't want to deliberately forget the words that had been upset and heard in the past.
The grass on the riverbank and the clouds in the distant sky are like burning flames. His eyebrows seem to be so clear for the first time. However, a word from the frolicking children caused a panic. He finally turned around and left without a trace of nostalgia. With her lost ears, she couldn't help crying. It turned out to admit that it was so difficult to like someone. It turned out that it was so difficult to like someone.
Fortunately, that person, gone and returned, made a low promise. Maybe it can be achieved, maybe it can't be achieved. However, at that moment, it should have been a waste of thought.
At the end, I think, it's all superfluous. The girl will grow up eventually, but with the guidance of this promise, her path will definitely be firmer, although, it is inevitable that it will be harder. Time waits for no one. And there is someone waiting for you on the other side of time.
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