The words written in front are purely wordy:
There is no doubt that when I originally chose this topic, I was just out of enthusiasm. I once described Ichigo and Lu like this: "Maybe it would be better for them to stand on opposite ends and look at each other." Probably because they are too easily swayed by small emotions.
The biggest failure in this life is not being able to write tragic essays.
Especially those belonging to Ichigo and Lu.
Just like what A Mian said, writing like this is just torturing yourself.
So I admire people who can write tragic essays, whether sad or sad. Just like Sister Shirley, Candy, and A Mian.
So close to the end of the world, this name made me silent for a long time.
In fact, my only feeling at the beginning was "This is perfect for writing a tragic essay"! So I grabbed this topic in an evil way. An hour later I started going crazy in the room. I must have had a brain convulsion.
So during the four days of low pressure at the end of the semester, I spent two days completing this absolutely low-pressure article.
In short, if you want to come to PIA to fly a certain butterfly, feel free to come~~~
If you want to ask me what this article is about or what the connection is between the article and the title...
SI--DI--MA--SAN, a butterfly is in a state of confusion...
Anyway, there was an open road, a royal road, an underground sewer...
Remarks: I'm really full of nonsense... If I update... I'll take my time...
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