As time goes by, as we grow up.Things gets more and more complicated.I don”t know what they are thinking.Everyone has their own plan,their own mind.Standing here,I can not fit with them. How I wish I can still go back to the time when I was little.When we play when the sunrises.When we didn”t have to think about grades,rights nor the meaning of life. Everyone has grown up,but me.I always seem to be so babish.Others told me alot of these stuff.I can never be the one they wanted me to me. I don”t want to give up one thing ——Those pure eyes. I turned my head around,looking at my classmates.I cannot see pure eyes.I see eyes with grades.I see eyes with rights as well as ones with money. Oh yes,I saw pure eyes! Those naive eyes.The only flower in the gold mine. Only pure in the rubblish.And he is my classmate, my dearest little brother.
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