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It was late at night, the wind rustled the leaves of the trees, and everything slept, and the faint lights baked a quiet and harmonious campus. Lying in bed, tossing and turning, it is difficult to sleep; close your eyes, your mind flashes through a dreamy fairy tale, hand in hand with the daughter of the sea together to find Snow White, to defeat the evil witch. All the dream and let me recall the former ......
Many years ago, I was born at night, I seem to have decided that I am a "night traveler". Since the moment I opened my eyes and looked around, I fell madly in love with the night and the dark dreamland. I love playing with toys, listening to stories and dancing with the stars at night. I loved the darkness, I loved the fantasy and mystery of the world. During the day, I would ask my mom to close the curtains because I hated the sun, it was hot and blinding. So I became a "nocturnal wanderer", always sleeping during the day, watching the stars and enjoying the moon at night, and sleeping during the day! I was happy and contented with this life.
Until one day, I felt lonely. I didn't want to be with my toys all the time, and I wanted to have good friends. My mom also told me to try playing during the day and sleeping at night. At first, I wasn't used to it at all. During the day, my eyelids drooped straight down and I couldn't lift them up; and at night, I was super energetic and couldn't sleep at all. My mother was so anxious that she reported me to the sun during the day, and the sunlight stung my eyes so much that I couldn't open them, and I clamored to go home, but as soon as I saw my little sister, who was the same age as me, my interest came up. Play with them, hide and seek, and at night, it is quickly into the sweet dreamland. Gradually, I fell in love with the sunshine, if you see a girl who likes to run in the sunshine, it must be me. The first time I saw the girl, I was so happy to see her, and she was so happy to see me, and I was so happy to see her.
Sitting under the laurel tree, the leaves have fallen, like a lovely little angel flying in the sky. Looking up at the sunlight, the past events of the past came back to my mind. The bright moonlight is soft, but it's no match for the sun's exuberance. I love the sun, love its warmth, love it all. I want to embrace the sun, feel its hot and fiery.
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Part 2: Embrace the Sunshine
Walking on the road, the school exams and the homework assigned by the teacher made me incredibly annoyed. Only in middle school, I already have the feeling of "a mountain of pressure". Walking around the corner, a beam of warm sunlight shines on my body, doubly comfortable. I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it!
"Getting more sunlight is good for you." When I was little, my grandma often said this to me. As soon as she was free, she carried me to the yard to bask in the sun. I always refused to stay honestly. I would break away from my grandma's embrace and go to the ground to play. Sometimes, Grandma would let me go, just telling me not to run too far and not to fall. At other times, she would pick me up again and say, "Why won't you get a good tan? Or else, grandma will tell you a story." I stopped moving, and listened to the old stories that were never finished.
On one occasion, I couldn't stay any longer, so I said to my grandma, "I'll give you a hug, so you can put me down!" Grandma smiled, "My great nephew, if you hug this sunshine, I will let you play." "But how can I hug the sunshine?" "Why can't I hug the sunshine? You stay well, stretch out your arms, and the sunshine will come to hug you by itself!" I opened my arms in confusion, but I didn't feel anything strange. "Grandma, you're lying, the sunshine didn't come to hug me at all!" "Ugh..." my grandma sighed, so she put me down and let me play on my own.
Now, I stood on my way home and hugged Sunshine once more. The warmth dispersed the unhappiness, and I felt strength in my heart. I took it in my stride, and the sun really came to embrace me.