Little You is a young bereavement of the child, childhood care without the parents, has been living in the county orphanage. The wind blowing over the cheek, as if the rough old hand gently stroked his cheek, he looked up at the dark sky exclaimed: "If life has a chance to come again, where is my life?" Can not help but slide down the two Road crystal tears.
When he learned that he was an orphan, he became cold, as if he were in the eyes of the world, and when the children were playing, he would always glimpse in a dark corner. Every time he remembered his parents he would always cry. "This is not as good as I die forget it, the vast sea of ??people is not my lack of such a careless orphans ... ..." He sobbed a little bit to say a word. Suddenly, surrounded by lightning thunder, the wind suddenly began to see, in the storms before a white-haired old man leaning on crutches came over. He wiped his little wit with his withered right hand, and the withered face of his withered folds was covered with a smile. "No one has ever touched me ... ..." Little ya sobbing like a mosquito said. "The child, your world belongs to you only, you have to know that God is also giving wings, the wonderful life is only whether you will put it into a combination of wings." "Grandpa I do not understand ... ... "" Well, there are three feathers, you can not achieve too much desire, remember that desire can not be too much, or infinite trouble ah! "Said three flashing white feathers fall in the hands of small friends ... ...
When he was awake, he found himself lying on a bright red street with a scent of alley. He sat up in a sleepy way and was surprised to find that he had three feathers on his pants. He began to think he had a dream, how to see this he believed. He jumped to the streets, since he was escaped from the orphanage after he had hungry before the back of the back. He went to a cake shop with a feather into a lot of money for the cake, then devoured.
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