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I thought that the sunflowers I planted would be like the girl next door, hiding in the deep and colorful childhood to arrange the petals, and they would not bloom for a long time. However, in the noise of the rain, it seemed powerful

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I thought that the sunflowers I planted would be like the girl next door, hiding in the deep and colorful childhood to arrange the petals, and they would not bloom for a long time. However, in the noise of the rain, it was like a powerful sunlight penetrating the clouds, shining a golden light, revealing an aggressive beauty, illuminating my damp heart brightly and warmly.

These sunflowers I planted for my daughter. Without asking for her permission, I let it shine on the humble roof.

My daughter will go to the battlefield of the college entrance examination in a while, although I am not a superstitious person, and I also want to make a good fortune in those good words, plant a few sunflowers, and ignite the hope of May. Although I know that her results are not ideal, I still long for a miracle to appear, like a warrior, "kill" a "blood" road, and win the championship (Aoi) in one fell swoop.

Please forgive me for being so naïve to this day, and please forgive me for my selfish heart as a mother.

Sunflower opened her smiling face, and time slipped away from me outside the house. Regardless of her daughter's success or failure this time, she hopes that she will run to her sunflower with the joy of breaking out of the cocoon, flapping her wings in July. #Cool Summer Life # #我要上微头条 #

I thought that the sunflowers I planted would be like the girl next door, hiding in the deep and colorful childhood to arrange the petals, and they would not bloom for a long time. However, in the noise of the rain, it seemed powerful
I thought that the sunflowers I planted would be like the girl next door, hiding in the deep and colorful childhood to arrange the petals, and they would not bloom for a long time. However, in the noise of the rain, it seemed powerful
I thought that the sunflowers I planted would be like the girl next door, hiding in the deep and colorful childhood to arrange the petals, and they would not bloom for a long time. However, in the noise of the rain, it seemed powerful

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