I know that when you feel that the world is indifferent, the more light of hope peeks out. However, just a trace...
On the last day of the carnival, I was not lucky enough to be found by my mother like the little girl. Instead, I wandered the streets alone and suffered all the hardships in the world.
"My dear Xia Mei, if you were given another chance, would you still choose to get into that musty and sour bed?"
I firmly believe that it is me and I will still say "yes"
If he is the extremely noble Apollo, then I would rather be an example of fire, at least to be warmed in his hands once before falling to the earth.