This is a beautiful house, just like every house on this street. The red brick walls are covered with magic-improved evergreen creepers all year round, and the brass handles on the white doors and windows are gleaming. The yard in front of the house is full of roses and roses, and there is a small pond with sparkling blue waves.
Many years later, Lily recalled the past. This house contained the initial attachment of her life, containing the sound of waves, the dim light of the setting sun, and the silhouette of that thin, gentle man.
Joey, an exile who lost his hometown, an unknown government servant, and Lily's young father.
Raising this vibrant girl in those years was like planting hope.
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Father and daughter each have cps, and they have deputy cps of the same gender.
Don't know how to get into trouble, climb slowly, have fun, and thank you for being destined.
Intention: Children are still ignorant, and adults are burdened to move forward.
