In the early morning, everything is silent, and a wisp of light rises from the eastern horizon, carefully infiltrating the light blue sky, and a new day slowly moves over from the distance.
"Hey, get up, it's the first day of school. I have to get up early to clean up."
Jiang Xinjie called Zhu Ji very affectionately. Zhu Meng, who was already awake, closed her eyes tightly and pretended to be asleep, praying for her mother to give her to her sister.
She loved her like a sister, but in return my mother closed the door without hesitation. Zhu Yu, who was used to everything, had to get up and fold the quilt carefully, like a child who didn't dare to say anything when he did something wrong, for fear of waking up his sister in the lower bunk. But it was different for Zhu Ni who received love and care. She would knock on the bed board to remind Zhu Ni to get up. At the dinner table, my mother would just keep saying, "Let's eat this and eat that." It was as if Zhu and the others were the only ones at the table. Sitting at the table, Mrs. Zhu involuntarily squeezed the tablecloth with her hands...
Concept: youth pain