My hometown has beautiful night scenes. Moonlight falls on fields and roofs. The moonlight is hazy. Heaven and earth are covered with silvery white coats, and there are no birds singing in the fields.
An essay about writing a long-lost childlike innocence
. In this quiet night, I found a long-lost childlike innocence.
I came to my friend's house for her birthday, and they were playing a "cream fight". I don't know when they got involved. Play with them.
It seems that they put cream on my face, and I am crazy with them. Forget it, forget it. I will play with them to the end. I have a sly smile on my face.