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In the old courtyard of a small southern town, when the morning mist wraps the green tiles, the three children always get together. Two of them lived with their grandparents, wearing old clothes that had been washed white, and occasionally they could get a hard candy and would hold it until it was hot before sharing it. The other guarded the empty home, and later even the home became a nightmare - whenever the father came back from work and drank alcohol, his fist would fall on him.
As the days go by slowly, the children of the old man hide their hopes for their parents in the corners of their patched clothes; the light in the eyes of the beaten child dims little by little, and depression is like a tide that makes him breathless.
Finally, the child who was submerged by the tide left, leaving only a few dog-eared books and a notebook with pictures of the town, which he entrusted to the other two. The wooden door of the old courtyard still creaks, but there are no more three figures together. Only old clothes stained with dust, uneaten hard candies, and a childhood wrapped in pain are left, gently swaying in the wind.
I look forward to looking forward to a beautiful and comfortable life... But I can't forget to look back in the dark days. . .
Purpose: Write a story about three left-behind children
