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Liu Liu

Liu Liu

By Alexandra McnultyPublished 3 years ago 3 min read

When Liu Liu was happy, Yang Yang reminded her: "Just now the paper did not write 'food mountain chaos', asking you to rescue food mountain?" Hurry up!" Hearing this, Liu Liu felt sad and said, "But how can I go?" Yang Yang gave the letter to Liu Liu, let her take more in the hand for a while. Sure enough, a few moments later, the line appeared on the paper again. However, the line disappeared in a moment, and for a long time nothing else appeared. Liu Liu and other anxious death, mumbling: "Food mountain which food mountain, where are you in the end?"

Suddenly, there appeared a colorful swirl on the paper, and Yang Yang and Liu Liu were shocked. "What is this? Liuliu is strange. Yang Yang was dissatisfied: "As you have to ask me everything, you are also worthy of being a God?" "I am the God of food!" Willow curled her mouth.

Suddenly, Liu Liu thought of something and said to his brother, "Do as I do!" Then she closed her eyes and moved her whole body toward the whirlpool. Surprisingly, Liu Liu's body actually entered the vortex. Yang Yang also understood, so he also reached into the body, but heard a very sweet but revealing majesty. Voice: "Who are you?" He said quickly, "I am Liu Liu's brother!" Upon hearing the voice, he immediately said, "Well, welcome Gusteau's brother to help save the gourmet mountain!" After a while, Yang Yang reached the food mountain and found his sister waiting for him.

They looked at the place where they were, and saw books everywhere shining with all kinds of light, some with a few little shells here and there, others with no shells at all.

Then both brother and sister heard footsteps. My God, there are such graceful footsteps in the world! Each step, as if sounded a note, very light, but seems to have a hint of dignified.

Whose footsteps are these? Is it the fairy of Food Mountain, or is it the one who caused havoc on Food Mountain? Yang Yang and Liu Liu's hearts beat faster and faster, and they both felt as if they were jumping out of their chests.

In the hoarse cry of cicadas, the melody of spring stopped, and then played the notes of summer, which showed the busyness of life with a very enthusiastic rhythm. Summer is red, it is the color of vitality and blood; Summer is hot, that is the explosion of all cohesion. No quiet only vigorous, no charming, only full of pride. At the same time of hard brewing harvest, I saw the heat of summer. At the same time, I saw the concentration of summer. So, I transform myself into a drop of summer rain, and feel the infinite power of summer in the splash; In the lotus pond side "pink and white Debi people drunk, listening to the golden beads fall jade pool" atmosphere to appreciate the unique and moving beauty of summer. My heart was gently touched, the vitality of the summer was so strong! I think of his helpless eyes, once decadent words, once helpless state of mind. At this moment, I was so humble and small. In the vast sea of people, am I the only one with a soft spot for summer?

Look, the golden rice in autumn, but also ripples the smile of summer. Don't trace the stranded years, don't be alarmed by the setbacks of the past, please forget the pain, and synchronize with life. Perhaps you have deliberately pursued, but often lost, perhaps you have been persistent waiting, but always missed thousands of times. Perhaps loss and miss, fill the window of your life. There are many things we can not change, because our ability is limited, the poet Ferrero once said a thought-provoking words: "In short, when it rains, what we can do is let it rain!" For the reality that can not be changed, only with a smile. Life is a running river, when the spring breeze is proud, more bumpy frustrated, the past years have been fleeting clouds and smoke, and always in the memory of the lost years, it is better to hold up your head, to smile to meet the new moon, to smile to meet the bright sun. Life closes one door and opens another. The subway will eventually come to the final station, but hope is never extinguished. Let go of the pain and get on with life.

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