The distance from school to home gradually became longer, and the days before I grew up gradually became shorter. Sometimes I have to learn to bear it alone, but when I face my family I always can't help crying. I feel more and more the hard work and helplessness of my parents. If possible, I still hope that I can grow up quickly. Falling in love when I was young is like a mirror in the mirror. For me at that time, falling in love was a very beautiful but also very sour thing.
"My love is Lou Fulang, if there is no ending"
"Because starting from scratch, my world continues to be filled."
