The Magic Eye Little

"There are still thirty-five days left, come on, Le Yun, climb towards the peak of your ideals!" After correcting the date, Le Yun happily put down her pen, clenched her fist, her eyes full of confidence.,An ideal is a beautiful imagination and hope about future things.,Sunlight slanted through the window into the dormitory, the light was dazzling. Lèyùn pulled up the curtains and hung the whiteboard on the head of her bed.。