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The lady at the boutique seems to like this song very much. The transparent glass window constantly flies out when the high and low melody --

"The princess in heaven has been praying that the prince has finally embraced her. Happiness is a warm companion, and there is no resentment." The lyrics are selected from the fairy tale of love and death.

This is also a song I like very much. The story of the song is beautiful and beautiful, always so moving.

This is the evening of Valentine's Day. Every shop on the street is filled with brightly colored roses to win all kinds of discounted brands. One-on-one couples walked by me, and the streets on the streets were full of love at this time.

Today is the birthday of a friend, I sneaked into a boutique and picked a gift. Carrying a gift, I walked on the street to my friends' home. I usually took a ride, because the road was far away and in different villages. However, today I don’t know where it’s coming from, probably because of Valentine’s Day. Infection!

Walking and walking, suddenly the corner of the street was swept away by the corner of my eyes, and my feet stopped involuntarily.

A woman, a unkempt woman. In her arms, she was wrapped in a rag-filled thing, standing on the street, a woman who kept muttering in her mouth.

"Oh! This crazy woman, nothing to roll and go, really beautiful scenery!" A couple walked past the woman, which woman also slammed a few words.

In this way, I have been standing in the woman's not far from seeing her, my sympathy has caught my heart tightly, I want to escape and can not escape. One-on-one couples walked past the woman, and each couple blamed them more or less for the poor people they called "the scenery." No one has a little pity for this poor woman.

About ten minutes later, just as I was about to turn away, I came to a pair of particularly conspicuous couples. The men and women were all scary and dressed up from start to finish. The woman yelled at the figure eight degrees higher than the average person: "Hey! This is the crazy woman who ran out of the house at home, it is really unsightly!" She said that it is not tight, and the more abominable man actually only said The voice "Don't care about her!" pushed the woman to the ground and left without heading back.

The woman fell and the things in her arms were revealed. God's main card! God! My heart was stabbed a bit, "Child, my poor child! It's a bad mother, it hurts!" The woman picked up the god card and put it in her arms before she got up. .

I quickly went forward, carefully lifted the woman up, and re-wrapped her child's main card with a cloth -----

I don't know if it's because I'm just a Chinese-born student who doesn't understand the love of lovers or because I am just this woman. At this moment, in addition to this poor woman on this street, I can't think of love. ---