Lord He

There was a man who, standing next to George Bernard Shaw, looked dwarf, not like a crane. But in the last photo of him lying on the bed, he looked really thin. I love and respect him, and he loves the world. But I feel sorry for him. I also call him sir. Or that's the honorific title that many people give him.

My husband also taught children. Once when he was doing a combustion experiment, he went back to get something and told the children not to move the equipment, but they still moved it. The gentleman's hand ended up being injured. I thought of him again. Shameful. If he were still here, I would have a leader whom I admire wholeheartedly. But he was already very tired, and I had no shame in blaming him for not coming back. Grantaire loses his Enjolras and begins to doubt even his own skepticism itself.

The question about the Zen Yuan is open! The child is starving to death, please write quickly)

Thank you sir, it's really well written.

It was so well written that it made me cry.

Wow, it's really good. I have the people in my heart.

Live well and love yourself well.