I have a very good relationship with my parents now, and I have many friends now. I haven't drank Americano coffee for a long time, and I have been drinking milk tea. I like to eat cookies, but I searched all the cookies and found that none of them tasted like the plate of cookies you gave me. I like to collect all kinds of lighters. I have collected more than 300 lighters now, and the cabinet can no longer fit them. I also started firing mugs and painting them in various colors, the most common one being sky blue.
Honey, I miss you more and more. You will always be fresh in my memory, forever nineteen years old. But I am aging rapidly. It may not be visible on the outside, but I am aging rapidly in my heart. You are my youth in bright clothes and angry horses, and the sustenance of all my feelings.
This is the first time I have completely written a short story, a somewhat gray youth novel. This
A new little monster. Please comment!
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