不知什么时候,几颗不听话的痘痘悄然袭击,以闪电的速度在脸上安了家。生火做饭,不亦乐乎,有的时候还举行篝火晚会,张灯结彩,好不热闹。却苦了这片土地的主人——我。清晨起来,对着镜子直皱眉头,那么大的几个红点,一个在鼻子尖儿,一个在脸中间,还有个在额头,刚好是最危险的“三? I do not know when, a few disobedient acne quietly attacked, with lightning speed on his face. It’s fun to cook and cook, sometimes there are bonfire evenings, lights, and liveliness. But the master of this land is suffering - I. When I got up early in the morning and frowned at the mirror, the big red dots, the sharp nose, the middle of the face, and the forehead were just the most dangerous “three?”