I don't know when that kind of backpack became popular among girls. It doesn't matter if the bag is small, but the strap must be long, and it is best to hang it around your waist and walk around. That feeling has become a patent for girls.
I remember that once in junior high school, when I was sleepy in the pile of books, I couldn't help being tempted, and my heart began to sprout a wish: to have that kind of bumpy feeling. As a result, I often brew a happy scene when I carry a pair of backpacks on my back. However, a few months of pocket money has long been digested by me. In desperation, I can only ask my mother for help. I didn't expect my mother, who had always been regarded as penniless, to agree at once.
A week later, my mother stayed with me for a long time and generously bought a lovely cartoon backpack. I really couldn't put it down when I took the newly packaged small backpack from the aunt of the shop assistant. At this time, I found my mother looking at me with a smile, and the kindness in her eyes made her look much younger.
The good times didn't last long. Not long after the backpacks were bought back, the straps broke. I was a little depressed and put my bag in the corner.
One afternoon, my mother found this backpack when she was helping me tidy my room, so she found a needle and thread to sew it.
That afternoon, the mother and daughter talked about this backpack like this. Mother's loving eyes and happy light tell me that everyone will have a romantic age and a young warmth, even if they are white-haired. When I was a teenager, who didn't have the memory of youth? Youth will pass by on the train of years, and the romance of girls will disappear in the years. Only with the silk thread of memory can eternal youth be strung together, leaving a wisp of elegant fragrance, just as young as mother's memories.
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