Just write whatever comes to mind
No outline, no purpose
I'm happy I'm happy
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During the Lantern Festival that year, ten-year-old Su Xin hid in a cupboard holding her legs. Through the gap in the cupboard door, she could see nothing outside except her mother's body, which was tightly blocking the cupboard door.
She was trembling, clenching her teeth, shrouded in great fear and hatred, but she could only force herself not to make a sound. She thought, father and mother, wait for me. I will avenge you when I have the opportunity, and I will come to accompany you.
Opportunities will always come, even if they are as small as the wind, I can grasp them tightly.
A contract, a thought
A strange combination of circumstances
Wear it, wear it wrong
What happened?
Purpose: socialist values