One day if I feel that I don't love you anymore, I won't feel lonely anymore
When I wake up in the morning, the first memory that appears in my heart is not your name or your face before we parted, but the crisp green leaves of the poplar tree outside the window.
They grow lushly in the spring sunshine and sway gently in the wind
I don't know the joys and sorrows of the world
So I also felt that I was quiet
——Annie Baby "Wake Up"
On the last day of 2010, I rewrote this article.
After a long pause, the old outline has disappeared into the long river of history.
Reluctantly, rewrite the outline.
Life and state of mind are different from those of the past, and Wenwen faces a situation that is beyond recognition.
I also hope that the officials will support me a lot.
(Bow and exit sadly :-D)
One-sentence copy: A series of serial-like stories about a miserable child who was convulsed and sent to another world to work as a miserable gatekeeper.