BeautyHijabi's Makeup Test
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21.04.2020 03:33
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In my childhood, I sat on the ladder beside the big playground and listened to the sound of the wind blowing on the branches of the poplar branches. A sacred and peaceful feeling was stirred in my young heart Carton Of Cigarettes. In the downtown area, it was a holy place, which belonged to me alone. I closed my eyes and indulged in this simple pleasure. However, when I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was: On the straight white trunk of the poplar tree Marlboro Red, one eye widened abruptly-that often caused some unpleasant associations among the children. When I was young, I believed that the eyes of the resentful goblin stared at people unwillingly and issued a warning. So, I kept avoiding them, not looking directly at them. Until growing up slowly, the innocent conjectures gradually faded when I was young, and I turned a blind eye to it. Only when I saw them suddenly, there was a feeling of shock. The poplar tree grows with me and becomes taller and more luxuriant, and the eyes on the tree-perhaps it should be said to be nodules, are increasing day by day. I know it is a trace of years of growth. Poplars displayed them in a unique way. The whispers of the trees are still the same, but they are no longer single, but a little more. The camera turned to myself. I spent primary school and junior high school, and soon became a member of the experimental middle school. In the short dozen or so years I have experienced, there are laughter, tears, effort, gain, success, and failure. They will always remember my heart. I really learned a lot. And in this experimental class with strong middleman, I also feel panic and uneasiness. I try to see through the future, whether it is a thorn or a road, but it always fails. I don't have a pair of eyes that can see through the future, and the future is a mist, waiting in front of me in the distance Marlboro Lights. One day in military training, we were allowed to rest for a while after weary. I leaned on a poplar tree, stared at its eyes, and gently touched the vicissitudes of the imprint, and I felt a sense in my heart, a flash of aura. The thicker and older the trunk, the more such marks. It is like a sign, a sign of the past life and the present moment. With the increase of experience, we also have this sign. An "eye" represents an experience and a difficulty. When we successfully passed it, we left an "eye". The poplar is a clever tree. For the scars left by these experiences, it turns them into a wise eye to "know" and "discover". People's eyes can't be seen. It exists in the heart and will become brighter as time goes on. Of course, you have the courage to grow. Do I have these eyes? I asked myself, I believe there are. They will stay in the depths of my soul-and I hope my soul is as tall and strong as a poplar tree. In my ten years of life, I may have had many eyes in such a brand new moment -The moment I start a new life, I am willing to take this perception as the first eye on the starting point. Maybe there will be "eyes" formed by other experiences in my life, but I demand more and more. Listen to Yang Shu whisper, it is a song of the years, giving people courage and strength. This feeling is really beautiful-the feeling of growing up, the feeling of expectation, and my future, because of the glory of these eyes, is no longer confused. |
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