His Little Goblin

[Warm and healing little sun] × [Inferior self-esteem and sensitive little sophora flower] In the midsummer of that year, with a bouquet of sunflowers, her story with him began. The girl's smile was sweet, "What are your ideals?" The young man smiled fondly, "I want to be a Taoist priest." The girl slowly approached the boy, "Then I will be a goblin, a goblin that only belongs to you." In early summer and May, the girl under the locust tree was dressed in a white dress, just like the moonlight. She was waiting for her sun, but she could no longer wait. It was midsummer again, and she watched him hold someone else in his arms, "Have you ever liked me?" The young man was silent, "Yes." On the rooftop, she was falling in the wind like petals. After all, he couldn't keep his little fairy. Many years later, he saw the letter she left for him, "Be happy in the future." "The locust flowers have fallen, but I miss the locust flowers." Purpose: Patriotism, cherish life