When the roar of the machine filters out the lingering sound of birds, when the convenient keyboard fades away the inky scroll, when the impetuous desire invades the pure land of the soul, the balance of my life begins to tilt, so my heart cries out loudly: refuse to accept impetuousness! I like to hold my cheeks and watch the little peas grow silently by the window; I like to stare at the white clouds in the sky and imagine the prince riding a white horse; I like to hold a book and immerse myself in a colorful world; I like to watch the world change quietly and look for reasons to slow down. These popular programs, such as "Happy Boys" and "Super Girls", have attracted the attention of countless young people and given young people an immature yearning, especially those crazy fans, who have woven a mirror-like sky for us. However, how many can really become popular? The so-called overnight stars are just a flash in the pan, and those once crazy fans have long since disappeared. Doesn't this prove that "pies fall from the sky"? Isn't that a plot that only exists in fairy tales?

A vigorous life needs publicity, but it is by no means because of impetuousness and blind running around. Look at the pea by the window. If you pull him up when he is growing up, the ending is doomed to be a sigh. We don't want to be impetuous, we are our most loyal fans. Hearts yearning for the future need to collide and make a silvery sound. What moves us are many different works: Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf, Ma Xiaotiao, and the Monkey King born in Journey to the West. I was attracted by the humorous plot of Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf, and imagined myself as a lamb in Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf. The Monkey King was fascinated for a time. He is not the image of a prince. He is fearless. From here, I found a little joy in life, but I am not impetuous. Happiness is a thought. The beauty in fairy tales belongs to fairy tales after all, and the bright red scarf on my chest tells me; Don't worry, don't panic, a towering building rises from the ground, and only after accumulation can it become a radiant protagonist. This is the most beautiful movement.

Listen, the wind has gently helped, and the little peas by the window are singing with the wind.