[Comprehensive British and American] Gotham Writers, but Ordinary People

After working hard for more than twenty years, he finally became a famous writer in Gotham. The good news is: I'm finally famous. The bad news: Savings won't cover the down payment on any house. Another very bad news is that I am being serially kidnapped by Juezan. Either he will be kidnapped by the Penguin today to write his autobiography "The Birth of the Great Penguin Empire", or he will be kidnapped by the Joker tomorrow and replace the idiot to shout Batman's "Breaking News #The Life Batman and I Have to Talk About"... Oh no, this is not what I imagined becoming famous at all! After the darkness and twisting crawled, I decided to simply run away from Gotham to New York! Hahaha, go to hell Gotham people, I quit! I'm in New York! The day after arriving in New York, a demonstration against mutants and superheroes broke out again—— Haha. Look at the slogans and heads all over the streets. I choose to die peacefully. - Leah DeLillo is one of the greatest American writers and poets of the 21st century. From her works, you can read about the lower-class lives of marginalized groups in society in the post-industrial era. Through multi-dimensional presentations such as psychology and emotion, individuals' self-loss and social alienation under the influence of the environment are vividly displayed. The media dubbed her America's last Christ. "Robert. I looked at him and said. The sun has set. The sun that belongs to us has gone down to the underworld, the bottom of the night. As soon as he finished speaking, he cried, it was the kind of child's crow cry, the voice was as cold as snow. When he snuggled in my arms, his body shook, revealing his innocent fear: So, is the war over? I said, it's over. Along with our collective dreams. He didn't speak anymore. He was already dead. The scars on his body were still bright, but his body was lighter than snow. I think of a long time ago, when the country was still golden, we went to the battlefield, which means we went to the collective wave. Now, we are walking towards the forest together, but towards a dream destined to death. " ——"They walked toward the forest in silence" "Countless years ago, we walked side by side, the sky was still fresh, not yet pale enough to be silent, and there was no sound. I said to him - love - taking advantage of the rainy night, taking advantage of the night. At that time, the earth was full of sound, and it was still very red. He did not speak, and seemed to hear nothing. I also fell silent, letting the sadness gradually cool down. We just walked, and continued to walk. At the hoarse end of a story. At that time, we saw the destined tears and thunder in each other's destiny, but we still underestimated the weight of tears. " ——"Where are you going?" "My father died. I said he died on Christmas Day. I really saw his corpse, a corpse. He was so lonely when he died, with one hand stretched forward and ugly. After his death, a Japanese embalmer trimmed his appearance and reluctantly bowed and apologized to me. He said that for some reason, the finger that was stretched forward could not be closed, and even the appearance of my father-in-law could not restore peace. It doesn't matter. I said. This is normal. I just forced a smile and watched the corpse being sent into the red-hot fire. In the dead silence, I looked up at the sky and tried to hide my tears. After all, it never rains here in Gotham, only iron. Only blood. " ——"The Spring of Misery" "After passing through hell and arriving at the Pure Land, I know that the famous lunatics and idealists in human history are waiting for me and the death of my companions. They wait. They wait. " ——"Group Falling" "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. We wait for our eternal Christ in endless rainy nights. " ——"The Seventh Day" [Reading instructions] 1. This is a first-person work written by yourself. If you feel uncomfortable while reading, please exit immediately. 2. No cp, there is a Chinese plot, and the content is all original by myself. 3. The author is an engineering student, not a literature major. Welcome to catch bugs. 3. The ending TE direction. Idea: Why do crows crow? Why are humans great?