I have a dream
When I was young I like a boy who grow with me together.He is very cute, and bright.He is my green plums and a bamboo horse!
At the appearance of him,I have colourful day on my little word.Every thing is so beaotiful,unless he often cry.I hate cry! I think a boy should not cry,he will grow up into a man,a stronger man! But he let me down.
Today,we are all grow up,but we are not in together.
What a pity!
I always like him,until today,but he do not know.He have another girl on his life.
But I have a dream, I wish that we can go tegether like before!