Lost Glass Ball

Love is like a firefly broken by glass, extremely beautiful and colorful... At the age of nine, she remembered Yang Yi's smile. At the age of ten, Mohan told her that forgetfulness means forgetting all unhappy things. At eleven, she slapped Mohan. Twelve years old, Yang Yi said, can I ask you a favor? When she was thirteen years old, Mohan gave her a box of ninety-nine glass balls as a gift. At the age of fourteen, she heard Mohan tell Yang Yi, I have always regarded her as my sister. At the age of fifteen, Mohan asked her, this time I am going to leave you for a long time, are you... Okay? At the age of sixteen, she closed her eyes weakly. If she missed something, she would miss it... At the age of seventeen, the dream has just begun... I would like to write this article to commemorate the years that have passed by me... … ———————————— Another style of campus writing. Conception: