Memories
My mother said: There are no ghosts, gods, demons, or ghosts in this world. When I was a child, I asked your grandmother out of curiosity. Your grandmother smiled and put her right hand on my head, "That's it. That's it. Why do children ask so many questions?" She said. The hand slowly slid down, slid across my cheek, and pinched my crotch. The cold and delicate touch made me feel comfortable in the hot summer. Then I rubbed it and said coquettishly to my mother: "My mother's body is warm and delicate. No matter it is winter or summer, my daughter is so happy." If so. If you're like my mother, it doesn't hurt to have a few more~' Thinking about it now, it's just like a child's words.
Short copywriter
The world has been like this since I was born. I don't understand what the elders in the world say about children having to go to school every day and adults working hard every day. They looked tired and happy when they spoke. I don't understand this. Why are they like this? Why are they unhappy?
Intention: relax