Flowers from the other shore will always bloom leisurely on the other shore
In my heart, I can only wander on this shore
How many fireworks happened in the wind and rain
How many dreams in this world all flow eastward with the water
What is seen is extinguished and what disappears is remembered
It's blooming to full bloom, it's a flower...
The memory left behind is just a field of flower petals...
If the wind blows it away, there will be no more...
This is Xiaosheng's first time writing an article, so don't be surprised if your writing style is not good.
Xiaosheng guarantees that it is original and will not abandon the article!
The plot is rather strange, it is written in the first person, so you may be a little confused, but it will gradually become clear.
This article is a "scare to death" theory that subverts a lot of history, so comrades who don't learn history well
Be careful! ! !