The text is a bit fragmented, but female authors are like this, encourage a little flower
Such a cute short story~I can't find what the author said about "It's Hard for the Devil"%>_<%
This is really enough drama. . .
I'm so excited to be sharing the same bed.
In the Holy Grail, I only love Dilumu Duo~
I'm on vacation, it's the Chinese New Year. Cat, you are not kind, what a New Year gift!
Sprinkle flowers, sprinkle flowers~~~~~
I didn't know why I read your article, and suddenly I remembered an article I had read before. It was a long time ago. It was about a very poor era. Two girls met to escape to Hong Kong. (During the economic difficulties, people from Guangdong fled to Hong Kong, which is called fleeing to Hong Kong. Many people in my hometown fled to Hong Kong)
When the two of them got into the lake, the border guards shot at them, so they swam back. After landing, one of the girls said that she would not run away anymore and that she wanted to go home. The other girl stubbornly said that she would not go back and that she did not want to live without enough to eat. Then she jumped into the lake and swam toward Hong Kong, where she was beaten to death.
N years later, with the reform and opening up, everyone became rich. The girl who survived not only had no worries about food and clothing, but also lived a prosperous life, gave birth to children, and was very happy. Then he returned to the place where he fled to Hong Kong and erected a tomb for the dead girl. The tombstone was engraved with "The tomb of XXX, my beloved friend Meng Chunfei stood in tears." I cried for a long time when I saw this...
The text is a bit fragmented, but female authors are like this, encourage a little flower
Such a cute short story~I can't find what the author said about "It's Hard for the Devil"%>_<%
This is really enough drama. . .
I'm so excited to be sharing the same bed.
In the Holy Grail, I only love Dilumu Duo~
I'm on vacation, it's the Chinese New Year. Cat, you are not kind, what a New Year gift!
Sprinkle flowers, sprinkle flowers~~~~~
I didn't know why I read your article, and suddenly I remembered an article I had read before. It was a long time ago. It was about a very poor era. Two girls met to escape to Hong Kong. (During the economic difficulties, people from Guangdong fled to Hong Kong, which is called fleeing to Hong Kong. Many people in my hometown fled to Hong Kong) When the two of them got into the lake, the border guards shot at them, so they swam back. After landing, one of the girls said that she would not run away anymore and that she wanted to go home. The other girl stubbornly said that she would not go back and that she did not want to live without enough to eat. Then she jumped into the lake and swam toward Hong Kong, where she was beaten to death. N years later, with the reform and opening up, everyone became rich. The girl who survived not only had no worries about food and clothing, but also lived a prosperous life, gave birth to children, and was very happy. Then he returned to the place where he fled to Hong Kong and erected a tomb for the dead girl. The tombstone was engraved with "The tomb of XXX, my beloved friend Meng Chunfei stood in tears." I cried for a long time when I saw this...