Dost twisted the screws in his hands, his eyes overflowing with undisguised love, and he muttered: "Oh, my baby, my best work, you will be alive soon, soon... Soon."
In front of him is a life-size doll with a brown skin color, dark blue glass beads deeply embedded in the wood, and the sutures at the corners of the mouth rising slightly. It looks extremely weird, yet so charming and beguiling.
Dost tightened the last screw, then picked up the doll and started spinning and dancing: "Long long time ago, My sweet baby left home..."
The puppet's limbs made a squeaking sound. In the quiet night, the cold wind outside the window was as sharp as a blade, piercing the night sky and letting out some hazy moonlight.
Purpose: Cherish the good things around you and don't wait until you lose them to regret them