I say, smile is a sign of a person.

　　She said, I like smiling.

　　She is an unfortunate and fortunate person. She is always smiling, whether it is unfortunate or lucky. The world is unfair to her, she turned a blind eye, always walk in their own way. We are all in this world listen to the stream, from the flower fragrance. She said, I am very happy. She who loves her, and who has her love, is surrounded by her. However, different things are always so sad.

　　That day, she hid in her mother at the corner of the room, no lights, very dark, very dark, the sun is out of the window. She said, you see, mother's room is very clean, she will be back in a moment. She loved her mother and loved her more than she could say. From now on, there is no smile on her face. From then on, I never saw her again. Her father took her abroad for treatment of depression.

　　I used to fantasize about with her to see the midnight, her, took her to see the rain a sunny day, with her running. Now smoke.

　　She said she would wait for me in a corner of the world.

　　I said, wait for me to take you home.

　　In this bustling world, I lost a smile, I have been looking for, has been looking for, I believe she will be as she said, always waiting for me.

　　I was naive to find, naive and persistent, eventually lost her, also lost her.

    高二:王靜

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