Ren Hua is a homeless man.
He lives a life of no fixed abode, but he does not feel depressed because he has the ability to write and create and he has passion in his heart.
On this day, there was heavy snowfall. Ren Hua was rummaging through the garbage pile for warm clothes and found a ball.
——"Have you seen my head?"
A faint female voice came, and he saw that familiar face.
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Many years later, writer Ren Hua wrote on the title page: "I would like to dedicate this book to Zao."
After getting the one that belonged to him, he took up his pen and added a line of words.
——"Meeting you and picking up your head that day is the greatest luck in my life."
*Relaxing and warm daily orientation with a slight thriller
Very slow heat
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"I love you as much as I love creation."
Concept: Creation is the meaning of life
