I saw the red madder flowers exuding the scent of peace against the sky. The children were playing and walking through the chaotic flowers, and their soles were stained with the fragrance of earth. Flowers, blue sky, and boys and girls, this is a reflection of a beautiful era.
But the world is cyclical after all. Human beings have longed for something since their birth. Power, money, power...
Underneath the glamorous world, black and gray desires begin to expand.
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Speaking human version
The young master ran to play with the children outside again!
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The first writing practice essay
Yuan Geng
Intention: Study hard and make progress every day