In this city that lacks sunshine, Xiaoli is my sunshine.
From a long time ago, the sun disappeared from my sky. I kept chasing from one city to another. I was looking for my sun. Without the sun, there would be no happiness.
It has happened many times, and it is a strange city. In a corner of the city, in a strange school, I continue my studies. It is indeed not necessary. But I have no choice.
There was a constant flow of people on the playground, and the after-school hours were noisy. Many, many people kept passing by, and I tried very hard to remember the appearance of each person without missing a single one. But when I closed my eyes, I found that the figures in my mind were all superimposed into a blurry impression. I couldn't see clearly or catch them. Tears ran down my cheeks.
There is my willful crying on the grass of the playground.
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