I don't want to work at work... I want to write the shortest time-travel novel...
The death of Mengxiaochonghao was really a heavy blow to me. Chong Huo's work "Double Acts" is one of my favorite stories, and it is a good article worth reading again and again. The sophisticated brushwork, clever transfers, delicate emotions, and most difficult of all, the profound cultural background, are all fascinating. It makes people love it so much that they forget to eat it. After reading "Double Acts" to this day, the author's ingenious words, the depiction of infatuated love, and even the vivid audio and video of that prosperous and vast era are still lingering in my heart. I can't believe that such good writing was written by a young girl. It's a pity that the gesture of the flowers was cruelly carved into the cold stone monument.
I have always wanted to write and write articles, and the words I want to write express myself and move others. And I often feel that at such a young age and with such shallow experience, there is no need to succeed if I can't. Unexpectedly, Chong Hao mocked me severely because of her leaving.
The crawling of insects is both unfortunate and fortunate. The people left alive, at least me, will cry for her, at least I know that she was once a dazzling shooting star!
I hope that in her short life, she has tasted all the ups and downs; I hope that there will always be someone like that who loved her crazily.
We mourn together and secretly rejoice in life, and we are pure. May their time on earth be moving and complete. This kind of departure will not make people too sad.
I also wish myself, if she.