I met you when I was 13 years old, and since then, you have become the little sun on my right hand. Everyone says that a sunflower will always face the sun and follow it. Maybe I was that sunflower in my previous life. As everyone knows, there are times when sunflowers don't follow the sun, maybe because they are tired. From getting to know each other, to fighting, playing ball together, watching cartoons, writing small notes, until she appeared, I never stopped liking you.
Many years have passed, and I was still in the same place. When I looked at the old photos and experienced the ups and downs without you, I have grown up and left the cage that trapped me. Now, I still have that relieved smile, but my hair has reached my waist. What about you? ! How are you doing?
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