The sky is a friend of mine
When we first met, it was due to a heavy rain. Later, I learned that he and I were in the same city. Because of the same interests and hobbies, we became closer friends. I have always been interested in his surname, because there are very few people with the surname "Tian". He often does things silently to make me a good person. More often, he will patiently tell me stories. Many stories that were originally terrifying, came out of his mouth and became a lot more interesting. Principles of life, he often told me to be kind to others. Although he was unruly on the surface, he honestly helped everyone when they encountered difficulties. Sometimes I often thought that maybe he did not belong to this world, but many times after he relieved the crisis, I was glad that the world had him. It was not until a long, long time later that I realized that his name also has a story. It turns out that he, like us, is also burdened with grudges and resentments. . .