“我不要变成怪物!”千循一边哭泣,一边挣扎,委屈的眼泪纷纷砸在地上。一个小丑人出现了!他的鼻子挺大,像个熟透的小番茄;眉毛是绿色的,仔细一看,原来是两株正在使劲长的翡翠草;嘴巴特别圆,还没有开始说话,就好像能发出一串串的笑声;眼睛弯弯的,闪闪的,一个是月亮,一个是星星。“好巧!”小丑人一把抓住已经变形的千循,“哦,好可爱啊!这不是我寻找了好久的七七虫吗?” “I do not want to become a monster! ” Thousands of cycles while crying, struggling, grievances of tears have hit the ground. A clown appeared! His nose was big, like a familiar little tomato; his eyebrows were green, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be two emerald green plants that were struggling. His mouth was so special that he had not yet begun to speak Seems to make a string of laughter; eyes bent, shiny, one is the moon, one is the stars. “Good clever! ” Clown people seize the deformation of thousands of cycles, "Oh, so cute ah! This is not my search for a long time,