The bleak and cold sunlight hit this German town. Jojo walked through the street corner and felt a belly of butterflies in his heart and eyes. The eyes of the ten-and-a-half-year-old fell to the ground, as if there was a butterfly? The faint blue, loomingly passed in front of him. Saying it was not in a mood, the mysterious butterfly flew forward, Jojo chased forward, the cold sunlight made it difficult for him to breathe. Butterfly? Beautiful and coquettish, stopped under the body of the hanged traitor. The ten-year-old jojo is just right, and his eyes can see the pair of red leather shoes, blue wide-leg pants swaying in the wind, the shoelaces are loose, and he can't tie the shoelaces yet.
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