A childhood curse...
A child whose spirit has died.
Abandoned by everyone...
A pained cry...
But who could hear it?
At night, the wind blew softly.
I hoped it could blow the sorrow from my heart,
leaving wisps of sadness in its wake.
A miraculous smile
came from that breeze.
The wind swept past, carrying waves of sorrow...
Gradually, raindrops began to fall from the sky.
They landed on people,
revealing a sorrow beyond compare.
=. =Why do you want to kill the child? Why don't you just leave it outside the gate...
Dear, I want to say something No matter what, no matter if anyone reads it, please keep writing it, you must! Because everyone starts from writing articles that no one has read.
By the way, you changed your pen name again, right?! (You know who the name is because you called it that.) P. S.: We will always pay attention to you~