(It's finished, check it out, it's not a long story. Crazy hint. Jpg)
Love can last forever, and fire will never die.
A short story about family love, life and death, everything has its traces.
A memoir.
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I drew an unknown number of flowers on the drawing board.
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The moon god Artemis and the sun god Apollo are twin siblings.
Although I don't feel that I am the moon, I still have a sincere and warm sun like the moon god.
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From that day on, my sun gradually sank into the bottomless ocean.
The world's sun still has a shelf life of 5 billion years.
My sun only has five months left at most.
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"Miss Moon, can you accompany me to watch the sunrise?"
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"Sister, the world is so busy."
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The strong arm took me into its owner's arms again, and I heard the voice of the person in the painting.
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I reached out and touched the boy's cheek.
It feels slightly cool to the touch, with the hardness of air-dried paint.
The sky had turned on a little light unconsciously, and through the stiff silk curtains, streaks of colorful light and shadow were reflected on the wall.
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The soft warm light spread through the clouds, spanned thousands of miles, and threw itself into my arms.
Welcome home.
Mission: Love never dies, be positive