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Dance of the Fire Crane

In the pursuit of happiness, no one will always be with you, for you to go through the fire

By Kathleen R SikorskiPublished 3 years ago 3 min read
Dance of the Fire Crane
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In the pursuit of happiness, no one will always be with you, for you to go through the fire. Therefore, you must use both hands to break those thorns that block your way even if it hurts to the core, you can not shed tears and moan, just let the blood rage into a red and incomparable fire crane flowers, because, the road to happiness is still very long ......

Under the stars

The sky has been rendered black by the night, and there are only a few street lights on the cold side streets. A girl returning from school was walking step by step. Her hair was disheveled and slightly thin, she wore a green down jacket, her height was close to one meter seven, and her baby face was full of childishness, with shallow dents left by laser moles.

There are only a few dead leaves left on the bare branches, shivering in the cold wind and emitting a chirping sound. The girl imagined in her mind, imagined a garden full of fire crane flowers, which seem to be flowing red, warming the winter.

The melody that is not in tune is repeatedly played on their heartstrings, and gradually the sound of a bicycle chain is interspersed in her ears, and the sound is getting closer and closer, before she has time to turn around, she has heard the familiar voice: "Burning?"

The girl looked up, and she saw the face that was extraordinarily clear under the streetlight.

"Scorch?"

The boy, Xue Zuo, but the speed of his bicycle to the slowest and walked with the girl on the way home. The girl, also known as Xiao Ziyan, has lost track of how many such nights. She didn't want to talk, she didn't want to pour the unpleasantness that happened between herself and Dot to Scorch again. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers. If it weren't for Burn, no one would have discovered her hypocritical and selfish side. And Burn still treats her as a good friend, so Burn suffered a lot of grievances.

There is no moon in the sky, only the stars emitting a cold white light. Burn knew some constellations. She once again thought of burning. The real name is Ye Xingzui, which can be interpreted as the lovely princess of the collection of stars in the sky. The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you are doing. The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you are getting into. This is the origin of the nickname "Burnt". The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you're doing. They are both happy, but they have both been hurt.

Where are you, Burn? Are you living your own life? Are you thinking about me? It's inconvenient not being at the same school and only being able to contact each other by phone. Have you been sick? God has sent them for me: Dot, Ling Yue, Yuxin, and even Ika. But none of them are like you, they can't replace you, I can't be inseparable best friends with any of them. And burn, he is a boy, the most time we spend together, and only a few minutes on this road. Burn, time is like a flamingo crossing the horizon, week after week, and we are almost fifteen years old. Next year, we're going to be in the same high school, aren't we? Burn silently said in his heart.

The first time I saw you, I said "bye" and rode away. In the quiet alley, there was only Burn.

The actual story of the man who was in the middle of the night is a very good one.

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Kathleen R Sikorski

A funny literary man

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