My mother once said, "People walk on every melody, beating to the rhythm, playing their own symphony."
My name is Dentum Locke, and all my friends around me call me Locke. I really like to lie on the grass and look at the sky through the gaps in the leaves under the trees. At that time, the neighbor's children often came here to chat with me.
山姆.卡尔It's you, you're the new neighbor's child?
丹特姆.洛克yes
山姆.卡尔Why aren't your eyes blue? But it's brown
丹特姆.洛克My father has brown eyes, so I am also
Carl's pupils are very beautiful, blue like a whole sky
At that time, my mother died not long ago. My father took me from Myers, my hometown, to the city of Vickery above the clouds. It was really hot in July. My father and I were sitting on a crowded train. This carriage was very noisy. Three women sitting opposite me were talking about the smell of perfume in Naiyu perfume shop. The man beside me narrowed his eyes and vomited white gas from his mouth, The smell of tobacco and alcohol on his body told me that he must be a person with a story, and later confirmed this.
何威.安利Hey! The man with a brown scarf, please stop me
On the crowded aisle, the man wearing a brown scarf accidentally stole my father's bag, and the man smoking next to him stopped him
The thief ran rampant in the hallway, followed closely by the man behind me. I watched everything quietly from my seat until the police blocked the hallway. The thief was handcuffed, and the man smoking a big cigarette returned the bag and handed it to me. He saw that my father was still asleep and did not choose to wake him up. Instead, he returned to his seat and continued smoking until he woke up. I told him all about it, Father looked at the man next to him who was still smoking heavily and sat in the empty seat opposite him, saying thank you. Later, the man asked Father
何威.安利What is your name? Where are you going?
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