I don't know how to write copy, and I just found my account today. It took me decades to open a new pit, and I'll give you the first paragraph of the text. The scarlet red lotus fire burned all over the paradise, and there was blood everywhere. In the small village where there was no noise of cars and horses in the past, the bodies of the loving grandparents had long since disappeared. The hands and feet of the uncles, aunts and sisters who loved to visit were scattered everywhere, and no one knew who belonged to them. Baby? Where are the babies left? I'm afraid they all turned to ashes. The sea of fire is still spreading, frantically capturing every living creature that can breathe. A slender figure struggled and tried desperately to escape. Behind her, clan members, family members, relatives, and partners fell rapidly and silently one after another... However, she did not dare to stop to save them, because she did not understand what happened at all, and did not want to know what happened. She closed her eyes and ran wantonly, with only one word in her heart: run!
Intention: Let love, hatred and hatred be deeply rooted in the bones