I am a weed on the roadside that no one will feel sorry for stepping on. I was born with a heavy burden of sin and am not needed by anyone. He sat next to me, and we looked at the empty roadside together. For some reason, I felt at ease for the first time.
I said: "Xiao Chongshan, the leaves are all withered."
Xiao Chongshan took off his coat, put it on my legs, and followed my words and replied: "Winter is coming soon.
As if he thought this answer was not good enough, he added: "Winter is over, and spring is coming. "
"Spring is here, will it be good?" I asked again.
"Yes"
Motto: It's never too late to meet the right person