The beauty of the ocean on a sunny summer day, the three of them set off together. I made some good friends along the way. They decided to go together, but something happened on the way that set them on two seemingly different but actually identical paths. What I saw and what I heard on the road. Arguments, quarrels... Across thousands of miles, they met safely in the last kilometer from the sea. The sun was half setting, the sea was dyed red, and they were looking at the sea.
God, earth, people. Fortunately we are all still there! ! !
(Due to the limitations of my thinking at the time, I wrote them as them. In fact, it was always them. I'm sorry.)
