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Embrace the sun


When I was young, I liked the darkness of dreams, until one day, I embraced the sun...

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At night, the wind blew the leaves, everything fell asleep, and the faint lights set off a quiet and harmonious campus. Lying in bed, tossing and turning, it is difficult to fall asleep; close your eyes, flashing a dreamy fairy tale in your mind, join hands with the daughter of the sea to find Snow White and defeat the evil witch. Everything dream reminds me of the past...

Many years ago, I was born at night and seemed to have decided that I was a "night tourist." From the moment I opened my eyes, I fell in love with the night and fell in love with the dark dreamland. I love to play with toys at night, listen to stories, and dance with the stars. I love the darkness, I love the fantasy and mysterious world. Every day, I have to let my mother pull the curtains up, because I hate the sun, and it is hot on the person's body, and it is very glaring. So, I became a "night god", always sleeping during the day, watching the stars at night, enjoying the moon, and screaming during the day! I feel happy and satisfied with this kind of life.

Until one day, I felt lonely, I don't want to always be with toys, I hope to have good friends. Mom also let me try to sleep at night during the day. At the beginning, I was not used to it at all. When I was in the daytime, my eyelids drooped down and I couldn’t lift it. In the evening, my spirit was super good and I couldn’t sleep at all. My mother can be anxious, and I will report it to the sun during the day. The sun will pierce me and I will not open my eyes. I am clamoring to go home, but I can see my little sister, who is just like me. My interest is coming. Playing with them, hide and seek, at night, they quickly entered a sweet dream. Gradually, I fell in love with the sun. If you see a girl who likes to run in the sun, it must be me. Gradually, the vow of "never see the sun" also dissipated with the wind.

Sitting under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, the leaves have fallen, like a cute little angel flying all over the sky. Looking up at the sun, the past events have come to my heart. The bright moonlight is softer than the sun. I love the sun, love it warmly, love everything about it. I want to embrace the sun and feel its heat and fire.

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