MerleVillalobos
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Stories (25/0)
Lotus blossoms again
In the early morning, most of the adults are still resting, but energetic children have long gone out. Some of us hurried to the lotus pond and saw from afar that a turquoise figure, a little bean-sized light pink ...... happy also called out.
By MerleVillalobos8 months ago in Humans
Changes
One day in late autumn, I took advantage of my leisure to drive back to my grandmother's house, a village full of sunshine ---- Liu Tan Bridge. Due to the convenience of the car, although the ride on the wind, is not too fast, 50 or so kilometers on the line in just forty minutes.
By MerleVillalobos8 months ago in Education
Cave Adventures
I am a curious person about caves, and I took this opportunity to go ahead to explore the caves with my sister who has a curious mind and is a knowledgeable guide. Before going, we prepared some equipment, such as non-slip shoes, flashlight, water, tent food, etc.
By MerleVillalobos8 months ago in Fiction
Journey to a deserted island
One sunny morning, my mom and dad and I flew to Japan for vacation, just when the plane was shuttling between the clouds, there was a sudden "tom" sound, followed by a sound of the alarm, and sparks were flying inside the plane. The flight attendant told us to jump with our parachutes on our backs, and we panicked, only to find out later that an unidentified self-destructing machine had hit our plane.
By MerleVillalobos8 months ago in Humans
Poke the hornet's nest
What is childhood? Childhood is a beautiful dream, when you wake up, it has long disappeared; childhood is a clean white paper, carefree. In my childhood, there have been happy, there have been sad, but also many unforgettable silly things.
By MerleVillalobos8 months ago in Humans
The Sound of the Wind
Standing on the sprawling green plain, a long wind suddenly rose, the whirring wind wrapped in the sound of the grass gushing up like a mountain, cutting off my connection with the outside world, and I was the only one existing under the pale sky.
By MerleVillalobos8 months ago in Humans
I am a street light
When I woke up, I sneezed and was ready to get up. At that moment, however, I found myself unable to move and was so anxious that I wanted to call my mother, but I couldn't make a sound ...... what was going on? I hastily opened my eyes and found myself standing straight by the road, with this coming and going of pedestrians in front of me, next to neatly trimmed flowers and plants ...... Huh, how come I am here? When I looked down, I was surprised to find my body was a long, thin, long iron rod, also plated with a layer of black paint, with a light bulb overhead. Oh! I came to my senses, so I turned into a street lamp. I struggled in a panic, but in vain, I had to comfort myself: perhaps this is the arrangement of God so that I can experience the feeling of being a street lamp.
By MerleVillalobos8 months ago in Fiction
