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Inscription: In fact, it's not just yourself who is crying in reality.

On Sunday, the sun is shining.

Unprecedented fine weather, long starlight, intertwined, only lonely month, lonely, unaccompanied. Bow your head and walk on this quiet path away from downtown. At the foot, the fragmented and mottled shadow falls back helplessly. Here, I may meet you for the first time, in a corner of this big city. I turned my head involuntarily, looking for the source of laughter, and suddenly saw you escape from the darkness. There were two clusters of flames in those eyes, which seemed to be a kind of begging. A group of children caught up with them, and stones and bricks fell to the ground, bouncing on the wall and making a few empty echoes.

You ran away in panic, begging for shelter, and I just looked on coldly. Finally, you were disappointed, let out a piercing howl, fled in confusion, and the children started a new hunting. Surrounded by empty, lonely, lost, no longer have the idea of continuing.

Tuesday, slightly cold.

It was a little cold, many shops closed early, and the moon just emerged, showing a little white. I can't get rid of the scenes of the night before, and I hope I won't meet them again tonight.

It happened that there was a dreamlike laughter in front. I quickly turned around, and the harsh brakes behind me went straight into the sky, waking the sleeping stars. Turn your head. It is you. Why you? I was so frightened that I squatted in front of an electric car for a long time before I opened my eyes slightly and asked the owner to wag his tail. The owner jumped out of the car and walked around the car several times, coming towards you maliciously. You stand up and say hello to him. In the bright moonlight, the tail shook into a blooming flower.

Fly up, too late to dodge, has been kicked into the middle of the road, a long whimper. The owner spat angrily and got on the bus and left. Another car went on the rampage and ran over it. "Boo hoo" is a heartbreaking sound. "Ha ha ha!" The sudden burst of laughter in the crowd was so sharp and harsh that it scared away a few bats hanging upside down in the tree, and like the sea, they didn't hear the cry. The moon is more and more helpless and lonely. ...

On Thursday, it rained.

Not only that, I never dare to walk at night, especially on such a moonlit night. When I came back from shopping, my mother said that there was always a dog wandering around like a ghost, with one leg limping and a pool of blood of unknown origin on the road. I always hear howling, moonlight shower and crying in the middle of the night.

I suddenly remembered, could that be you? ...

"Sasha, are you free on Saturday?" Ajie held a mobile phone in one hand and a pack of "happy seaweed" in the other. The whole person leaned lazily on the sofa and unscrupulously threw out the phone bill. "What? Sasha, you won't abandon me, will you? ! Forget it, bye! " The light in Ajie's eyes dimmed and he put down the receiver in disappointment. What about the vendors this Saturday? She said in her heart.

Ajie, 18-year-old girl, loves to eat happy seaweed since childhood, and it is original. Her family is absolutely happy. Her father is the manager of a well-known company, and her mother runs a company with good income. Ajie was extremely clever since he was a child and achieved excellent results. She was admitted to Peking University in the college entrance examination. But Ajie himself doesn't know whether he is happy or not, only vaguely feels that happiness is no longer the original taste since their family was invisibly designated as a model family by others.

Ajie looked at a pile of luggage in front of him, and his clear-headed brain suddenly became confused. Mom and dad haven't been with her for three years, and Saturday is no exception. Ajie turned over the calendar and stared at the family photo. "They don't love me at all, Sister Zhou, don't be paranoid!" For the first time, something crystal appeared in Ajie's big eyes. Are they tears? I thought the same thing.

"Jingle bells!" The harsh ringing of the telephone pulled Ajie back from his sadness. "Hello, Jie, I'm mom, the vendor on Saturday." "Okay, okay, I get it. I can hold it myself. That's it. Goodbye! " Bang, Jay hung up the phone. As soon as he turned around, Ajie's tears flowed down. She tried to listen to her mother, but she really didn't have the courage!

It will be Saturday in a flash.

Ajie is carrying a big bag in his left hand and a suitcase in his right. She doesn't feel heavy, on the contrary, her heart is heavy. We arrived at the railway station. This is a tragedy. The most surprising thing is that Ajie is not happy with seaweed. She thought that happiness had faded for her long ago, and maybe she was doomed to be ignored by the goddess of happiness in her life. "Jay! Ajie! " It seems familiar, vendors are mom and dad! She couldn't believe her ears. She didn't even dare to look back. She is afraid that there will be another empty joy. Until a big clean hand hooked her neck, she cried and shouted, "Dad, Mom!" " "Her eyes are full of tears, not only moving tears, but also happy tears." Look, what have we brought you? ""Happy seaweed! " "I know you can't live without it, so I brought it for you!" Ajie held the original seaweed tightly and shouted, "Thank you! I love you! "Until this moment, she realized that her happiness will always be original and will always be sold.

It turns out that happiness is not a long-term gathering, but a moment of love.

Product name: Hong Yan (this name is really corny, but the reverse is "beauty", so that the classmate called it "beauty" and almost wrote his name "beauty" in the exam! For the convenience of narration, the following is written in the name of "beauty")

Production date: 1 June (Gemini and Children's Day). Sometimes a beautiful woman thinks that in a few years, no one else will celebrate Children's Day, and she can still celebrate her birthday and Children's Day until she is too old to speak. It must be interesting! )

Producer: Liu Hong Yan Yan

Function: Smash some of Mom and Dad's gold mines, and let Mom and Dad continue to make gold mines. Of course, it is to make Hongyan live happily and comfortably. Most importantly, she is their daughter.

To tell the truth, at first, Beauty really hated her name, Yan Hongyan Red, and her nickname Xiaohong, which reminded her of a country girl wrapped in a red headscarf and carrying a bamboo basket. She was vulgar, or one or two girls in Grade One who only nagged, so naive. Until one day-in fact, it was her first day in middle school-a person who was very important to her studied her name for a long time and finally came to a conclusion-so did Hong Yan and Hong Yan. From that moment on, Yan Hongyan was really grateful to the girl named Gao. Not only did she become her best friend, but she was inseparable after graduation. Isn't that weird? The beauty thought, maybe, this is called fate.

Beauty is definitely a little less than her and a little more than her in the class. The test score is always half a bottle of water, hovering on the edge of seriousness, like a big exam, which can be made up on the eve of the exam and mixed with twenty or thirty grades. Fortunately, her parents don't pay much attention to things like grades. The best they can do is ask her to do her best. Whenever Gao Shishi "cries" to her with tears and runny nose, whenever there are many cram schools in winter and summer vacations, it is the turn of Hongyan to pat her on the shoulder and pretend to say to her deeply, "Oh, let it be!" "Well, you won't understand my pain!" Looking at the painful appearance of Gao Shishi, the beauty is very confused. Perhaps, she can only be glad that she has a pair of good parents.

Speaking of beauty house, it's really old. Yan Yan is called Liu Hong's wife, and Liu Hong is called Yan Yan's husband. Hey, this beautiful woman doesn't relieve the "old life" at home, but "grows old again". She is called Yan Yan's "father" and Liu Hong's "mother". Sad! Although this family is a little "old", it does not affect their love for beauty, nor does it affect their parents' love for beauty. Beauty's father is a screenwriter and her mother is a writer. In the understanding of beauty, no matter whether it is a screenwriter or a screenwriter, they are all sitting at home to make money anyway! According to the truth, mom and dad are both literary figures, and the daughter born should also be Zou's, but the beauty lies in the fact that Muyutou doesn't understand, not only the fried rice with eggs, but also the fried rice with eggs is riding a bicycle. In short, it just doesn't look good! Dad Yan Yan often said to her, "Alas, beauty, how can you still be a hawker under the influence of such a strong family literature atmosphere?" Dad always talks in the same way, which makes girls recite. Every time he listens to training, it goes in one ear and out the other. Fortunately, mom is not like this, otherwise the beauty will go crazy!

Taboo: Never say something like "How unlucky a beautiful woman is" in front of this product! Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable!

Originally, I thought that I was the only one in the world who believed that I had seen sunshine, which was enough.

The giant lay prone on my drawing paper, lazily, he said he liked it, squinting at the sunshine coming in from the window. He added that my drawing paper has a beautiful and clean smell-a smell that only belongs to the sun.

So I asked curiously, "Giant, what color do you think the sun is?"

The giant intentionally tested me: "Guess."

"It's gold, gold, right?" I'm rather smug. Nobody knows. I have seen this thing with my own eyes.

"Ah Kin, why, how do you know?" The huge penis is chattering. This guy is like this when he gets excited. Just when I was about to talk big, the giant sighed, like a weather-beaten old man. I was speechless for a moment, and then I was deadlocked. A great sigh is not inexplicable.

The giant is an ant with bright eyes, which is nonsense. Who knows if ants will be blind? The giant died after playing 7749 rounds under the attack of the so-called "bad boy". At first he called himself a hero, but later he thought it was too vague. Probably ran to my next morning, he complained to me:

"God is really unfair. Why do you make ants so small? Say, ah kin, if you haven't seen ants, do you think they are big animals? "

"Will it be bigger than the sun?"

I asked him seriously.

"No, Ah Kin, you are a strange child." Great tone can't hide the loss. Poor giant, in this distress, he can't help but imagine, but he never knows how big the sun is.

I want to say, giant, your wish will never come true, but you can't bear to feel sad secretly when I can't see it. "My wish is to see the sunshine." I believe there is no fluctuation in my voice. After a while, I added in my mind, "I will definitely see the sunshine."

There is a sad smile in the air, and there is a stagnant look of being in the same boat. Maybe the eyes of the blind are blind, but the heart is bright.

I have been painting the sunshine selflessly, by that windowsill. A voice broke my silence, and a huge bad boy came. However, I don't think they are bad children. Those who can see the sunshine are all good children-what a wonderful thing sunshine is.

Someone immediately asked me, "What are you doing?"

I smiled and just wanted to pick up the brush, but I didn't know which one had taken it. The giant said, "That brush can paint the colors like sunshine. No wonder I feel warm when I hold it."

"I am painting sunshine!"

The radian of my mouth was proudly maintained, and suddenly someone came out with a "ha". Then, with a sneer, I don't know who it was, grabbed my hand and put something on it.

Ah-giant, you must have found it. It struggled to roll in my hand, and there was an uncomfortable cough in my throat. Yes, he is bigger than the sun, so he doesn't have to be bullied.

"Hey, little blind man, this is sunshine."

A playful tone, a boy's voice. The poor giant cursed him in my hand, perhaps because of the blind child. I can communicate with an ant normally. After a while, they probably left. Well, discerning children are always like this, but I still believe that they are beautiful children and have no bad intentions.

Who knows, everything is so fast that I can't imagine, including the shredded paper like snow.

For some reason, the giant of that day seems to have become a creature bigger than the sun. "ah kin ... did you draw this?" The huge penis began to tremble again.

Oh-stupid giant, of course I drew it. Who will teach me how to draw sunshine?

"You draw really well." Is this a huge sigh? I feel that he stepped on the fluff on my arm, just like he stepped over Qian Shan and stumbled. Before he got a firm footing, he took the next step. The giant is very excited. Am I good at drawing?

"Did you really draw this?"

The loud voice whirled in my ear again and again, elongated and shortened, which made me unreal. I licked my dry lips and didn't know what to say. Before I could think, the children seemed to rush in. A child immediately shouted, "Look, the sun is on his paper." The voice did not fall, but it was resisted by another voice: "Idiot, this is not sunshine." I dare say that he is the boy who once laughed at me.

The boy's footsteps threaten my nerves, and I can't predict what he will do in a few seconds. I subconsciously pressed my drawing paper, and my lips tightened, but-unexpected things happened, and in an instant, the warm thing under my arm disappeared. who is it? Which hands took him away? My breathing is short and uneven.

"No, Ah Kin!" It's the giant sighing.

Suddenly, the sound of "stab, stab, stab" cut through the air, gently, perhaps piece by piece, and a few pieces cut through my originally calm and silent face.

There is clearly something called sunshine coming in from the window. Zhu, where are you? Giant, tell me what happened. Giant, tell me, is my sunshine broken?

The bad guy finally left. The giant said nothing at my cold fingertips. At that time, I felt torn to pieces and turned into a delicate butterfly, flapping its wings lightly and sadly.

"Ah Kin-"The giant finally gave a cry.

When I am in tear drops, I will get wet with the flying debris. Suddenly, tears seemed to fade away from the black eyes. I can see my tears melt in the sun, and there is also the temperature of the sun.

"Giant, do you know the only color I know?"

I smiled bitterly: "It's black, and black has invaded my world."

"No, Ah Kin, don't you know the color of the sun? It's gold, don't you remember? Gold is your name! "

The giant's tone seems to be trying to defend something.

……

Tears run out and dreams wake up.

A dream, a dream? Only the sunshine answered me-the real sunshine came in from the window, a piece of drawing paper wet with saliva.

I smiled at the sunshine, although no one knew that the giant and Ah Kin met in another world.

However, the dream that only belonged to Aqin was shattered.

Sometimes, sugar is not sweet!

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Family helplessness

She is the eldest daughter of the family, because the feudal thought of parents' preference for sons has not faded, which leads to a serious super-born family with six sisters. Every day, she faces her mother's belly with backward thoughts, and her mind is only-that is a boy.

Her family is not poor, but she lives in a commercial house, but because of her super life, she has paid a sky-high fine ... Her parents are forced to pay 600 yuan a month for selling cars and houses, which is a heavy burden for them, only 40 square meters of rental housing. The pressure of life aggravated her parents' demand for money. Try not to buy unnecessary things and try to save. There is no doubt that as the eldest daughter, her parents' decision will fall on her. ...

Waiting for school

The main cadres of the student union have always been among the best, and are deeply loved by classmates and teachers. Her frugality made her an environmental ambassador of the school; She is diligent, so that her name can always appear in the forefront of the honor list; Her enthusiasm makes her very popular and gets along well with her classmates. She likes the school lifestyle and is very relaxed. But when she is most relaxed, she always thinks about whether her mother at home can take care of her sister alone, and whether her father based on society can work with peace of mind and go home smoothly.

Often think of these, let her face often float, not happy at school, but worried. Students see that the usual pistachios no longer have the previous laughter and laughter, and teachers see that the usual curious girl no longer has the previous braids, and they all want to ask what bothers her, and she, at home, forces her not to tell the truth. Everything in the school, her mind controls her and says she doesn't want to be polluted. But she chose to face the greetings from all the teachers and classmates who care about her with a wry smile and grow up. She often says this, maybe it's true.

Family persecution

Sure enough, all those bad things happened to her at the same time.

After school, she saw that the wrinkles on her father's forehead seemed to have increased a lot in one day, and her mother's eyes, which used to be full of longing every day, were swollen and red. It turned out that her parents had been arguing for a long time about her academic problems, and the final result, not surprisingly, was to let her drop out of school.

She didn't cry or talk, but approached her dearest mother and hugged her. Tears welled up in her mother's eyes like spring water. ...

leave school

The next day, the students got up early as usual and went to the classroom to do morning reading. The sound of the book was as loud as usual, but a seat in the corner of the classroom was empty ... After the morning reading, all the students knew that she had dropped out of school, but no one knew what was going on. All kinds of statements came out at once, illness, going abroad, immigration, dropping out of school ... The only thing is that she didn't say that she was forced by life.

A year later, she returned to school. Her former classmate is in grade three. This time she returned to school with a child and a boy. When she saw a big bag in her former classmate's hand, she opened another bag that was flushed with dazzling sunlight, took out a candy with a happy word on it and put it in our hands. Everyone has it. She said that mom started working, dad became the curator, and he could go back to school soon, and this candy was given by his brother because of the full moon. I think she has been waiting for this candy for many years, but the candy didn't come, which caused an undue extra burden on her shoulders. Is it really possible? Is it really possible to go back to school? Or is it just a wish pinned in the distance? ...

I opened my hand and looked at the efforts flashing on her face. I opened the sugar bag and put the brown sugar in my mouth. Why, I can't eat sweetness. ...

an eraser

An eraser, it lies quietly on my desk. I just erased the pencil drawing on my book with a corner of it. It is no longer clean, like a wronged child. The black corner is like its big mouth, crying silently to me. This reminds me of Dou, a childhood friend who once cried to me in the same way.

Dou used to live next door to my house. We have known each other since childhood. The balconies of our two houses are only separated by more than one meter. Whoever gets up first in the morning runs to the balcony window and shouts, "lazy pig, get up!" " "You can see the other one rubbing his eyes in his pajamas and muttering a few words barefoot. Then on the way to school, they exchanged views on how to meet Duke Zhou in the evening and then giggled.

Dou and I are not in the same class, but our feelings have never faded. Every day we go to school together, go home to do our homework together, and sometimes eat together. Relatives and classmates say that we are inseparable like conjoined sisters.

Bean loves to laugh. When she smiles, there will be two lovely dimples in her mouth. When I am with her, I will be infected by her bright smile and can't help smiling.

It's just that our young minds are too sensitive and fragile to be tortured by wind and rain.

That morning, we went to school together, talking and laughing. In the evening, Doudou is at my home, doing homework with me. At that time, we still used pencils and erasers. I just begged my mother to buy me a pale yellow eraser the other day. Part of the eraser was hollowed out, and when a small bell was installed in the middle to wipe the words on the exercise book, the sound of "jingle" was very obvious. Beans often pick up my eraser and admire it, exclaiming, "What a beautiful eraser! Well, it's fun. I asked my mother to buy it for me. "

But this day, I opened my pencil box and took out my eraser. I didn't expect to see the yellow shadow after turning it over several times. It happened that Dou picked up his eraser. I want to look again. Finish your homework first. With bean gum in his hand, I suddenly felt very familiar. It is also a light yellow rubber with a bell in the middle. I watched it again and again, and the more I watched it, the more I looked like the lost one.

A strange idea suddenly came to my mind: "It was the beans that stole my eraser!" " "Yes, it should be her! I don't understand the world, insisting that beans took my eraser.

"Bean, did you take my eraser!" I asked her in a blunt tone. She looked up, blinked and looked at me doubtfully: "What? My mother just bought this for me. "

My nameless fire suddenly came out: "I've been doing my homework with you. What about my eraser?"

Bean said timidly, "I, I really don't know. I just asked my mother to buy me a piece because your eraser looks good. I didn't take your eraser ... no ... no! " "Bean try so hard, shouted. My mother was cooking when I heard the sound. I pointed to Dou and said discontentedly to my mother, "Dou took my eraser and she didn't want it!" "Mom called bean's parents.

Bean's mother said that she bought an eraser for Bean. But I am short-tempered and narrow-minded. How can I explain it? I kept crying: "Anyway, she took my eraser, that's her!" Give me my eraser! Give me my eraser! "

Bean was taken away by her mother. Before leaving, she looked back at me and opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say it after all. Bean cried so badly that his face was full of tears.

Several days have passed, and every time I see beans, I still look bulging. Sometimes when I meet them, I just walk away and ignore them.

After a few days, my anger subsided a little. My classmates helped me find my eraser in the gap of the table, and I realized that I had read the beans wrong.

That rubber is getting dirty, just like the wronged bean with tears all over her face.

It's just how stubborn we were when we were young. To save face, I don't want to apologize to Dou any more. I know we can't go back to the past as well as before.

When I grow up, I feel unreasonable. However, Dou moved, and I lost contact with her. I'll never get a chance to apologize to her again.

Now, seeing such an eraser again, I can't help thinking of the girl who used to be my good partner-Dou.

The lazy morning sun has not exposed its sleepy eyes, and the whole city has fallen into a coma. Only the suburban vegetable market, gradually wake up. ...

Lao Wang leans on the edge of the bed, smoking a rotten cigarette and sighing with a frown. Lonely smoke haunted him and comforted him like an old friend for many years. The cigarette butts that fell to the ground are still extinguished.

"How much money will my son bring at the end of this month?"

"About 500."

"Why so many?"

"I also asked him, and he was still angry, saying that the teacher said that in addition to living expenses, he had to pay another 200 yuan. As for what he paid, the teacher won't tell him. "

Lao Wang didn't speak, and his brow deepened. Business has not improved these days, and I have been losing money. The management Committee has come to urge the rent. My son's school has to pay the money, and his back has been sick. what can I do?

Trembling, he took out the money he had been reluctant to take out from the drawer and counted it again and again. Alas, there was only so much more. He felt in his pocket. There was only 30 yuan in it.

The wife also touched her wallet and gave the only money to Lao Wang, which was enough at last.

Lao Wang looked out the window, and Chaoyang finally opened his sleepy eyes. Her warm luster spread to every corner of the city, but she only forgot the food market. The market is always so wet and dark.

Lao Wang lit the dim incandescent lamp and began a busy day. My wife is helping. Make a fire, wash vegetables, put spices ... everything except customers.

But I haven't seen anyone look at my booth for a long time. Lao Wang Yue is desperate.

"Lao Wang, the wall of our shop is broken-by the way, the water pipe is broken, too. Why hasn't the management Committee come to repair it? Did you tell them? "

"I said, but they said that if they want to repair it, they have to pay for it themselves, otherwise they will move out and others will come!"

"They will bully us poor people! Hey, the water pipe of Xiao Li's family broke down a few days ago. Before people could talk, those people in the management Committee went to repair it because there was an official relative behind Xiao Li! "

"Hey, can't ah, we have no money and no potential. Our only hope is to raise our son. When our son is admitted, our burden will be put down. "

"Yes, you must urge your son to study hard, lest he become like us in the future."

Hmm. Lao Wang lit a cigarette and sat hunched on the bench. He looked at the sunshine outside and his heart was full of hope. Lao Wang thought that everything would be fine.

Yi Xiaoyun dragged a big box of books upstairs very wearily, and her hands were swollen with pain. She comforted herself all the way, and now she can finally get rid of it. She doesn't have to watch her parents quarrel every day, and she doesn't have to listen to the voice of her angry father throwing chopsticks on the ground every day. Even if she is helpless, what's the matter? She's not used to it?

Do you think I'll cry? Yi Xiaoyun left the sympathetic eyes of the people around him, casually shook his bangs, and even a smile floated on his face. Yi Xiaoyun, she is really strong and stubborn.

This new home is beautifully managed, just like the house that Yi Xiaoyun dreamed of countless times in her dream. She is dressed in fashion, and a black printed dress makes her white and tall.

Holding his son's hand and standing at the door, the father stood by with a smile. Yi Xiaoyun stood stiffly, like a redundant person.

"Xiao Yun, come here, come in!" The voice is soft.

"Xiaoyun, what? Mom is calling you! " Father shouted at her, "Hum, Mom, I only have one mother. Who is she to me? " Yi Xiaoyun thought angrily.

"Xiao Yun!" She let out a deep cry again, stepped out of the door and took the box in Xiao Yun's hand. Xiaoyun involuntarily followed in and sat between her father and brother. Afternoon, with dinner, passed unconsciously.

In the evening, she took Xiaoyun into a beautiful little room and chatted, but Xiaoyun was unhappy, lying on the bed with his side face and not even giving a smile.

The next day, when I woke up, I felt hot all over. Ah, I have a fever again! Xiaoyun was startled, only to find that she was sitting on the edge of the bed, and she was even more panicked. "It's over, it's over." Xiao Yun thumped in his heart and turned over uneasily. "Mom, don't sit there. If you don't leave, I'll be late for school. " Her precious son shouted, "Let's go! I ... ah, go to school? ! What should I do? " Thinking, holding, trying to stand up, she held me down. "Dad is at work and you have a fever." I heard her turn around and shout, "Good boy, go to school by yourself today, and mom will take your sister to the hospital. Be careful on the road. "

"Xiao Yun, mom will pour you a glass of water first." Mother came again, unconsciously, tears welled up in her eyes, Xiaoyun wiped them away gently, and a smile appeared on her face.

Oh, this is a tearful smile, perfect tears.

-Break into the magic castle

My name is Lisa, and I am the youngest of four people. The third is Du Ruo (Zhu). The second child is Li Shan (Lian Kaiwei). The boss's name is Lena (it's Yang Shudan).

The four of us are sisters, living in the same home, and all of us have musical talent. Generally speaking, people are called by their first names, so they are called sisters or younger sisters.

"ah! Come on, sisters, we'll be late for the party! " Lena said.

"OK, we are ready," I said. "Let's go!" Lena said.

"Let's go!" .

We walked onto the stage, I played the piano, Lena sang, Li Shan played the guitar and Rico played the drums.

The audience sang and laughed. I think there is a witch in black in this group of people under the stage. She's a ghost, and I don't know what's going on. I took back my thoughts and finished playing the lyrics. As soon as we bowed, we suddenly stepped down.

"Sisters! Hush, see that witch! "

I pointed to the witch and asked.

"I saw it. What does she have a ghost for? " Li Shan said.

"Do you want to follow her?" Rico said.

"Go and see!" Lena said ......

We followed her quietly, only to see her turn and pick up her things and run away. We chased her. She walked into a door and we followed her. There are some voles and bad birds in it, all of which she changed.

So this is the magic castle. When she clapped her hands, the whole room turned golden.

She is so bad, she turns everyone into an animal. In addition, the queen of the magic castle became very cute. She turned into a white rabbit, and Rico put her in his pocket. I didn't expect that we were discovered by witches. She said a spell, and in an instant, we entered a white world.

It's white and a little cold here, and the four of us are close together, holding hands. Go, go, there is nothing here, and there is no exit. Suddenly, a pair of eyes flashed in front of us. "Ha ha ha ha, you can't escape!" I only heard a ghost scream.

"Finished, run! Lena said. So we ran into a dark place. ......