There is always a box in Mi Lu's drawer, which contains memories belonging to Mi Lu. Late at night, Mi Lu will always take it out, hold it on her lap and touch it from time to time, but her heart aches every time she touches it;
There is always a photo in Mi Lu's wallet. It is not big, no more than two inches in size, but it is such a tiny thing that has always occupied Mi Lu's heart and has never been forgotten.
Mi Lu raised her head in the sun, her pure eyes reflected clearness, her hair fluttered with the gentle wind, revealing her covered cheeks, which were delicate and fair, but I don't know who added a touch of loneliness and sadness to the girl's eyebrows in the golden sunshine;
Mi Lu is a frustrated and lost girl.
Wandering alone in her world,
Who saw her and understood her,
Then who picked her up and took her home...
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After a few years, I reorganized my thoughts and wrote again.
Purpose: It takes courage to walk away from memories
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It seems that this text is more suitable for little girls, but the writing style is still good. I hope the author will continue to work hard and work harder! Just these few sentences are enough. Too much may be too false. Finally, don't forget to click favorites Collection is important
It's okay if you can't get a wife~ The world is unified