When Zou Xinyan was a child, she always fantasized that she was a great hero and that she would live her life happily.
Later, she would hide in a corner of the park and cry while hugging daisies; she would always cry in the end when she argued and scolded people.
Later, I was so depressed that I was pointed out and criticized. Finally lost the capital of pride.
Then someone came.
Tell her, senior sister, even if you are frustrated and confused, you are still the proudest person I have ever seen.
He said you are neither a princess nor a hero, but you are a brave knight. You are so dazzling that I can see you.
Zou Xinyan had to admit that she was a very lucky person.
She can always get up quickly after setbacks, and she always meets many good people when she is desperate.
She stubbornly rode alone in bright clothes and angry horses, but no matter it was a heavy rain or a critical moment, she could always find a shelter from the rain.
The author has something to say
Niao Niao is slow, more slowly, although late, he arrives.
No pitfalls.
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