Returning to this familiar place again, I felt mixed emotions.
The once prosperous city has been reduced to ruins, but this small building is well preserved - stepping on the dark brown and gray wooden stairs again, it is crumbling, and I can feel that its days are numbered.
When I came to the door, I still had the illusion that if I knocked on the door, the person would come out and answer the door with a smile as usual. I pushed the door open, and a burst of dust was shaken off with my movement.
Stepping on the floor, there was a creaking sound - ah, so long has passed.
I looked out the window, and the birch forest still maintained its appearance. Occasionally, the breeze blew, and a few leaves fell to the ground. The weather today is very good, the sky is clear, the blue sky has no impurities, the sun is bright, and the golden light shines gently on the ground through the window.
The wind blew the golden leaves and made a slight sound. I stood at the door of my former room and thought for a long time - it felt like a century had passed...
(That's right, I don't know what copywriting is, so I just wrote some weird stuff without knowing the meaning (woc exposed))
In short, is it just a sandbox article about defeating Mary Sue? ? ? Then he was punished by God? ? ?
Oh, what have I been doing since just now?
Anyway, I haven't been serious about writing articles. Now at least I won't start a trap and then give up.
Please bring some people, woo woo woo