That simple

I am not a child in my childhood, but I still retain that immortal character; although I am helpless and cold at school, I always retain the warmth that I left in my childhood, when I recall the trivial things of my childhood, Stay in my heart that is warm; when I open the first page of the already yellowed childhood; although I lost it, I know how to cherish it, and I retain it to understand the aftertaste; it is like the sweetness of bitter coffee. I looked up at the sky and thought about the unusual experience of that period. I opened the first page of the wounded heart, but it was the past that could not let you savor it. In every precious memory, Keep the simplicity that has long since disappeared.

That is simple. Pure bitter coffee like that thick and hard to taste, the memories of childhood must be tasted and sent to the heart; but every memory is a deep and classic story, no look up to the sky to feel the warmth Simpleness; that kind of memory is the trauma left by mending when you are young, when you close your eyes and imagine that you are standing on a high mountain; enjoy the slight breeze and the glimpse of the sun shining into your heart. Let your heart flutter in the wind, let your simplicity promote courage to face the human body, face repeated failures and fall again and again and stand up again; let us face the aftermath with a simple heart!

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