(This is a story about a boy picked up from the roadside who broke into the house.)
Mountains and rivers are shattered and shaken by wind and rain. In troubled times, people just want to hold on to the misty and warm lights of their homes. Lin Zhiqi never expected that the little beggar he had picked up because of his soft-heartedness would one day kick his nose into his face and sneak into his bed every night while he was sleepwalking. That little beggar finally became a very proud little beggar. She is a talented person with a majestic appearance, but she has secretly captured many hearts. But the little beggar, no matter how hard he struggles, he has to be homeless on the shabby streets and return to his original dirty appearance. The ferocious flames of the fire were simmering and stirring, reflecting the little beggar's bloody finger. He seemed to have finally come to his senses and cried loudly in front of the billowing smoke. In the swaying tongue of fire, the last trace of color that he had in mind in the world was absorbed.
Ps: The author's writing style is immature. It's his first time writing an article. If there are any mistakes, I hope all the beautiful and kind-hearted readers will forgive me (clasp your fists)
The sub-line is a pair of lilies~
Mission: Feelings of family and country, growth and redemption
