The story takes place in Paris, France
First person perspective/oe/lily
The first time we met was on the streets of Paris, she was still a flower girl holding a basket of violets. With her short golden hair neatly tied back, she smiled and invited passers-by to buy a flower.
"Miss, look at how this bright violet matches your beauty!" She took out a purple flower from the basket. I looked up at her and stared at the flowers in her hand. "How much does one cost?" I flipped my hair.
"Miss Two Francs." She smiled and made a sign with her hands, "Romance only costs two francs."
"Please give me three flowers." He leaned down and randomly grabbed three flowers and held them in his hand. She accepted the franc, took off the hat on her head and waved it twice in the air, "Miss, you will definitely have a romantic and long-lasting love!"
"I'd like to lend you some good advice." I smiled casually. She laughed happily, her eyelashes jumped and flashed. In fact, I am not looking forward to any romantic and long-term love yet. For a long time after I first met her, I thought she was hypocritical and attentive. But as a kid, it's normal to deliberately be a little hypocritical for money.
Just when I thought I would never have anything to do with her again, I saw her again. This time she was in my classroom. She was wearing a beret on her head, and her bright red lips were like buds waiting to bloom. She is no longer a flower girl but a young lady from a wealthy family.
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Note: 1 This article is purely fictitious
2 I may make mistakes in some professional fields, please give me some advice (it doesn't involve too many professional fields) 3 The language in the article is French.
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