Worldpress is my first Blog. Here I can share all my thoughts with others and talk about what I want. I still remember that in my school time, I read a post written in Chinese called Costume Ball. I don’t know who the author of it is. But I like it so much. So I just translated it and share it with you.

Walking in the ballroom, they laughed excitedly. She did notice that there are so many eyes from boys concentrated on her.

As the music started, he bowed to invite her to dance. She recognized him via his behavior and words. Apart from on those two common lessons a week, she knew other places where she could see him. She always looked at him with worship in her eyes. But he never looked at her once again.

Tonight, she was in mask. The naive smiling face did cover her plain appearance.

He was in a white T-shirt with a common mask. Her voice was so unique that it often appeared in her dream. She did her hair special for tonight. With a yellow rose on the hair, she looked so feminine. The dress on her was borrowed from her roommate. With lace and belt, her cute figure was shining with sexy elegance. The Christian Louboutin Shoes on her heels were also prepared for this ball. Though cheap, but it could help to show her charm.

“Your dance is fantastic. Who are you?” he asked.

She kept silent but nodded.

“You can’t be our law school’s student.”

She just said, “hum” and then continued to keep silent.

“I like your dress and your Christian Louboutin shoes. Your taste is indeed special.”

He stared on her all the night. He was wise and humorous. He indeed had the right to be proud. Although he fell for her elegant behavior several times, in his words, she knew that pretty look is the must of being his girlfriend.

Who invented such game? Wear mask, covering the true self, and then fool others and yourself.

At last, he asked to send her home. He even required her no the put away the mask. He bet he could recognize her.

Taking away the mask and she tried to make her look different from her on that ball, but look as usual. She knew that tonight’s ball was her luxury.

Walking outside the door, he was still there. As expected, he didn’t recognize her.

Several steps forward, she heard his steps. Her heart was beaten fast.

“Hello, is anybody there in the room?”

“They have all left”. This sweet voice was praised by him on the ball. He stared at her Christian Louboutin shoes, which was familiar to him. She didn’t dare to look at his face. She knew that he knew the truth because he was distracted there.

Someone said that the beauty is a mask. But the mask was the fake appearance. But the truth is: people usually don’t like the truth they see.