A small grass on the side of the road struggled to look up at the sky after the rain.
Mo added a second treasure this year. Due to the epidemic, the whole family is unemployed. Dabao reading, erbao diapers, changing seasonal clothes a series of expenses are expected and unexpected! Mo has always believed that he can survive.
Hope is always like the stars at night, particularly conspicuous and so readable. Slowly with the family chores, those hopes and self-righteous love make her have to admit that the stars are always there! But the bright star did not belong to her. Mo has been hesitating in his heart, and has been thinking: after staying up the day and night, he will come, and the stars will come!