Three years later, Miaomiao did not expect to see that car again when she went out. The Beetle with the license plate number 3 was parked quietly in the shade of a green tree. The small milky white car body is like some kind of warm little animal that curls up to be cute and cute. There are also the shadows of mottled sycamore leaves on the car body. The round headlights are like the heart-warming eyes of a child. Looking at it will give rise to an indescribable tenderness in the heart - except for her. The moment she saw the car, her heart was like a frightened hedgehog, shrinking in her chest. Suddenly, even breathing required a lot of effort. It had been a car bought for her, although she had only driven it once. At that time, he was afraid that she would be bored, so he took her to see the car show. Who could disapprove of the beauty of the car? But she always felt that cars were just convenient tools for people. In the crowd of people, there were eager faces and noisy voices. She thought: If the car could talk, would it laugh at those intoxicated people who were too stupid? She was still bored and walked slowly while he held her hand. She saw the yellow car around the corner and suddenly remembered a cartoon called Ben Ben that she had loved when she was a child. In the movie, there was such a round-headed car called Ben Ben that traveled around the world looking for her mother. The clearest thing in my memory is the image of the charming Ben Ben curling up four spinning wheels to go around a flower.