This is a story about growing up.
My favorite comment about Draco Malfoy is: He is the dusk that cannot be darkened, and the morning that cannot be brightened.
I want to give him a sunny day.
From first grade to the war, from friendship to love.
Sweet article, HE, the author's mother.
Formal copy:
Qingyang Wanyue, who was born into an ancient Taoist family in China, never dreamed that she would be involved in a Western wizard war because of her ability to control facial appearance.
The background of the heroine only gives her enough confidence, and the text will not actually help.
A new writer writes for himself.
You can talk about the bugs in the article, or make some well-intentioned suggestions.
But don't accept criticism, have a glass heart, don't criticize, comments will be deleted.
Purpose: About friendship, love and growth.
