In the morning, she got up early, took a little time to sit in bed, quietly looked at the sunshine of the tree branch from the window, which would be a beautiful day, there is no reason not to believe. The bus is very crowded, time is very anxious, some people are complaining, some people are enduring, some people are peep, some people are in a daze. It's time to stand, from a narrow space to another, life is so loop. The breathing in the elevator is sorry, the door is opened, each leaves, no one looks back. She knows that she is promoted, because there is no day to work, some people admire, some people are embarrassed, she is laughing, but there is no feeling of happiness, just think of the morning sun. At noon, she went to buy ice cream, and the children were unscrupulous, she took ice cream, watching their eating, very hot, sunny! She wants to eat immediately, but she is not autonomously put it into my pocket. Back to the office, the ice cream in the pocket is no longer, only its tears, she suddenly felt sad, remembered those children. Dinner, still, she is thinking about the specific programs of the plan, my boyfriend called, saying that she said very busy, he said that she should be very busy, she hangs. She tried to remember which one was thinking, can't remember, I had to think, I might lose him, she is somewhat, she thinks the disappearing ice cream. When I got home at night, my mother had a message, called don't be too tired, and women pay more attention to maintenance. She carefully observed her face and saw the first shallow wrinkle of the eye angle. She began to have tears and thought of the boyfriend lost. Lying on the bed, she knows that there will still be beautiful sun shines tomorrow, just like this. One day, old age.
