Ask for comics, ice rain and scattered flowers

In late autumn, in the evening after the rain, the song sounded. There is a little girl with thin clothes and lonely hands, followed by a stray dog that looks like a pig. She approached the hut and stopped to wait for the arrival of the soothsayer ... The ghostly stars came quietly, and the little girl's heart seemed to wander in front of heaven. The pious expectation made her get what she wanted, and finally she waited for the fortune teller-Taylor. The night sky in autumn is very cool, and there are some in the wind. Taylor said, "it's normal for you to wander around this city, but you will eventually meet a brilliant fireworks in the dark, and she will save your fate." Just wait patiently. The little girl's name is Beibei, and she barks a lot after her dog. Beibei is a homeless orphan and a member of the city's "professional flower selling team". She was commanded and controlled, and lived a life of food and clothing, even flesh and blood. Follow and protect Beibei wholeheartedly. At the end of autumn, roses and Chinese rose are quietly waiting for the coming of winter, and the soil is covered with withered yellow-brown petals. In the ancient houses along the southeast Yangtze River, it is wet and cold. Ming-style low-rise houses with white walls and black tiles and wooden stairs are out of date. Beibei and her associates live in such an old house. Beibei is wearing an old sweater with dark hair, which is described as thin. Even in winter, the weather in the south is abundant. Endless. This bad weather often brings Beibei a great sense of hopelessness and loss, which gradually makes her lose her voice and the happiness that a child should have. The window at the end of the corridor reflects the dark blue sky and gives a faint light. Although there is running water, there is still hope in the distance. While others were still sleeping, Beibei and her companions were forced to get up, and Beibei reluctantly got out of bed to prepare flowers. Prepare for a day's work. Even in winter and rainy days, the wind and rain will not change. Beibei walked out of the hut, watching rain after rain secretly freeze in the dark alley of past lights, but her heart was faintly blue-green cold light on the edge of the corridor ... The sky was still raining, and the street looked empty and cold. There are already sporadic early risers waiting for the bus at the bus stop. They are just people who are in a hurry to go to work and have no need for flowers, but Beibei walks up to them and asks them if they want to buy a rose. They all shook their heads to show that they didn't need it, and then hurried away by car. Beibei sat alone in the chair under the awning. Duoduo was drenched by the splashing rain and kept shaking. Although she can solve many things, such as doing a lot of housework. But always with an easy-to-hurt innocence, every time she was rejected, she was desperate. It's raining harder and harder. Beibei is holding a flower basket. At the door of the lighted shop, Duo Duo followed closely. Beibei, with a lonely face, stood in front of the door and looked at the torrential rain outside. With a sigh, the broken flat shoes on my feet have been soaked in the water, which is extremely embarrassing. She wants to cry, but she can't. She thinks that not shedding tears means not letting others spy on her inner weakness and hesitation. She always wants to wrap herself in layers of armor, even when she is extremely sad or angry, she still keeps a smile on her face, although this is an unpredictable disguise. But if she can't finish the task today, those hateful guys will be rude to her again. She is afraid. Beibei suddenly felt that the cold of this city almost penetrated into her bones. She hasn't eaten for several days, and she is even colder. He often fantasizes, such as pumpkin matchsticks and Cinderella's glass shoes. There are also soap bubbles, gardenia sauce and endless lollipops. Small mouth, began to tremble, hooked her little finger, looked up at the sky, and the rain gradually subsided. She saw two birds flying in the air. Tears in the sky seem to have brought Beibei a dream that won't wake up. That night, Beibei was beaten and scolded. He suspects that the world is not because of love, but because of indifference, and passers-by respect a particularly indifferent and safe interpersonal relationship. The boss only regards her as a tool to make money, and human nature has long been extinct. She wants to fight the pain by slowly forgetting, and she doesn't want to ease her desire by grinding herself. He yearns for the innocence that can be regenerated at any time, but he also looks forward to being cold-blooded and as vicious as a snake. Beibei's face is full of tears from poor children all over the world. She almost wants to see the real heaven. Because miracles always favor those poor faces, frozen barefoot, frozen rain, cold nights and helpless prayers. Maybe there is only praise and kindness in heaven and hostility and inhumanity in the world. Some people say that when people have no money to buy the things they dream of, they will dream of getting such things. Beibei wants to enter the dream like this. She just wants to eat a steamed bun to fill her stomach. Beibei was awakened by a cold wind, and it was dark outside the cold window. A bird gently flapped its wings twice and stopped on the windowsill. Beibei opened her hands, and the bird called twice and landed gently on Beibei's hand. Comfort Beibei like an old friend, don't be sad and depressed. Beibei often fantasizes that she will become a happy and free angel like a bird, and can get rid of the bondage of reality. It's just that my fate and experience are like a needle tip. How many angels can stand on a needle? Beibei has never understood why God with a mountain on his finger can stand on the thinnest cloud. You can never jump. Just as it will light up when it is dark, Beibei's fantasy will eventually be shattered by reality. The days are still helplessly repeating. After the rainy day, the north wind is still biting, although there is no sunshine to shine warmly on Beibei's pale face. But it seems that you can see the sunshine in the distance, this illusion.