Lin Zhiyi burst into tears looking at the arrogant second-rate man in front of her who wanted to take away her food rations. "You... Why do you!" She sobbed, shoulders shrugged, looking extremely pitiful, "The production team's donkey... Hiccup... Can still eat a handful of beans while working! Are you worse than a donkey?!" The condemning eyes of the surrounding villagers were instantly directed at the second-rate man. When the others ran away in despair, Lin Zhiyi held the grain bag and cried even harder: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
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Much like a person's self-narration, emotional essay
Much like a person's self-narration, emotional essay