Somehow, I suddenly got interested, so I went to the playground with my roommates and talked about the past, only to find that time passed so fast that we were about to leave this school soon, the unpleasantness and many good things in the past are simply passed by when I think of them now. During the conversation, I suddenly found that everyone gradually became mature unconsciously. There was no childish and frivolous past any more, and I simply smiled past everything I once had. The breeze blows, the street lamp is hanging high, shining through the light from the leaves, closing and opening your eyes, you can also feel the warmth of that moment. At that moment, your heart becomes soft and warm, what kind of beautiful and firm promises can’t be raised, and what you have done is worthwhile, just because of those simple and beautiful promises. When the breeze blew up the hair that had not been tied up again and saw the flickering lights on the opposite high-rise building, I already had the impulse to dance. On that long meadow, I threw my shoes aside. With the sound of “wedding in dream”, I gently danced my arms and sighed why women’s bodies could be so soft, I looked at my own shadow on the long grave. In this empty playground, I wish you could see such a scene far away from mine. I think you will certainly take the most beautiful me at that moment, my heart was softened slowly, but the tears that fell instantly also made me feel a little sad. Put my hand on my chest and gently kowtow: where did my heart go? Why empty? I danced crazily until sweat fell from my head and my hair was soaked by sweat. At that moment, I lay on the ground and felt relaxed both physically and mentally. It has been a long time since I could not evoke the gentle spirit in my heart, until the soft words and the waiting for thousands of years, I laughed, not because of other things, but because of the dream I once held, what was torn apart in my dream was not only my heart but also my self-righteous dignity. In fact, when I walked out and buried my memory, there was nothing to miss. Everyone was changing, how can I still be so silly? What I have experienced is to grow up. I no longer desire how beautiful the rainbow can be and how long I can live in my dream, but I understand that there must be more sentimental feelings behind the dancing posture again, but it will also add a beautiful coincidence. I am used to living in the castle full of fairy tales, but I don’t know what is dancing in the Castle is just the lonely heart. It was not until that moment that I saw the beautiful image of my gentle dancing posture and the light from the opposite side that I understood how beautiful and sentimental the dancing was, that is, I needed a like-minded person to appreciate it, even if it is just a moment, even if it is just a beautiful dream. The light is still the same, the distant scene is still there, but the people dancing in the same place put on the sad and mature coat instead of the childishness and innocence they used to be, there was no joy in dancing. Maybe one day I would take off my hypocritical woven coat and dance softly for him, making that beautiful thousand-year dream. Maybe one day, I will give him this whistle, give him this trust and responsibility, and let him play the most beautiful music for me, then he gave his heart to him slowly. What softens is not only the dance posture, but also the agreement before the third world!

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