The girl told me that she never leaves，
but when we grow up,
she has forgotten it.
We don't care about things just like before ,
someone says that's because we grow.
One day,
we all will become another one,
life is still full of color,
but we are not fond of smiling as the past.
We lose a lot of things,
we even lose ourselves.
If we have a time machine,
where do you want to go?
What do you want to exchange with it ?
We want more and more,
and we are getting greedy.
By MuYi
2019.1.18
WRITE 丨MuYi
PHOTO丨MuYi
THE SECOND ORIGINAL ENGLISH ESSAY
