You are thousands of piles of snow and I am a long street, afraid that we will collapse when the sun comes up. ——"The Postman"
Like many people are saying now, I guessed the beginning of the story, but not the end. Me too, I guessed the beginning of Momo, but not her ending.
My Momo, I want to wipe away the tears on your face and draw a smile with crayon. Until there is nothing in the world worth making you sad.