At night, a five-year-old girl was crying bitterly while holding two cold corpses. The rain slapped her face mercilessly, and not far from her, an overturned carriage lay there in pieces, indicating the tragic past.
The next day, the sun was shining brightly, and the scorching sun was scorching everything in the forest. If it weren't for the traces of water remaining on the ground, who would have thought that there would be such a heavy rain here last night.
Sisi woke up slowly, with a severe headache. She slowly opened her eyes and saw her parents below her. Tears flowed down uncontrollably. She wanted to call her father or mother, but her throat was so hoarse that she couldn't speak. Yesterday evening, when I came out of Mr. Li's house, my parents were obviously so happy. My father also said that after picking up our two brothers at home, he would take us to live in the capital. At that time, my father could set up a shop to do some business, but as he was talking about the good horses, they suddenly started running wildly out of control. My mother was afraid and took me into her arms, but the carriage was out of control, and we were bumped around. My father was almost thrown out several times. Later, there was only a bang, and the carriage was thrown onto a rock. . . . . .
Intention: There is always a day when the flowers bloom and there is always a day to fill the stomach