Author's note: I want to write the story in my heart. Sometimes my thinking becomes confused under the heavy rain, and the preface and the follow may not match.
Please bring your own lightning rod when reading the article. The author is not responsible for being struck by lightning. It doesn't matter if bricks are thrown at you. If you can't get hit by a brick, just keep writing.
Guaranteed completion, definitely not a trap
Schubert - Serenade
My beautiful love, who are you looking at. Can you love me with your sad eyes, listen to my never-ending singing, find my long-lost smile, wipe the two lines of tears left for you, and express my love before the falling morning sun.