Picking Letters, Picking Letters

I read it over and over again and cried over and over again. I never knew that I would cry while reading the article. I told myself many times that he is fine now and living a good life alone. But this is all to deceive myself. My eyes tell me that he has lost weight and is old. He is no longer the unruly Su Jianxin. He has begun to compromise with reality, to compromise and to cater to the public... I can see his loneliness and loneliness. He is the only one left on the stage with the orchestra behind him. They are no longer the two who have the same understanding. He is so tired. We all know that, so I will not miss every concert in my city. As long as he is there, even if he only appears for a while, I will go. I will shout loudly, even in the winter rain without any shelter. I just want to tell him how much I love him, but the three words "I love you" come to my lips, but I can't say them out. I can only change to "come on". Maybe I am not brave enough, but I know that yesterday, today, tomorrow, the letter is my belief. As for them, they will always be in my heart. I will always remember that once there was a lead singer named Su Jianxin, a guitarist named Chris, a band called Xin Band, and a spirit called Xin Rock. Live forever.

Lord Earth Fire Cube, can you write it longer? I have to look at the combination of the big background and the small environment, and the collision between CJ and YD. ——Wooden cube character