Vara
It is her own room. There is a vase of roses behind the door, many books on the table. On her bed there is a cat lying and sleeping. I like mirror ,my own mirror is high as a woman. I always look into the mirror, in the mirror there is a beautiful and cute girl smiling at me, I like her. Beyond the window, the sun is shining. The light shines through the dust, which spirals upwards. Near the house, there is a river. She is always singing, smiling at this beautiful world, oh, how great this world!
Apr 3, 2025 2:43 PM
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It is her own room. There is a vase of roses behind the door, and many books lie scattered across the table. On her bed, a cat is lying peacefully, fast asleep. I like mirrors—my own mirror is as tall as a woman. I often look into it. In the reflection, a beautiful, sweet girl smiles back at me. I like her. Beyond the window, the sun is shining. Light filters through the dust, which spirals upward like tiny dancers. Near the house, there is a river. She is always singing, always smiling at this beautiful world. Oh, how wonderful the world is!
14 hours ago
It is her own room. There is a vase of roses behind the door, many books on the table. On her bed there is a cat lying and sleeping. I like mirrors, my own mirror is as tall as me. I always look into the mirror, in the mirror there is a beautiful and cute girl smiling at me, I like her. Beyond the window, the sun is shining. The light shines through the dust, which spirals upwards. Near the house, there is a river. She is always singing, and smiling at this beautiful world, oh, how great is this world!
Apr 3, 2025 2:49 PM
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