I Use Poetry to Suppress the Apocalypse

On the rooftop, Jiang Yan was dressed in white and carried the book behind him. He looked down at the zombies swarming under the building and shouted in his heart: "How can the painting style be so bad?!" When darkness covers the world, the world remains the same. What rises earlier than the morning light is the darkness hidden in the heart. Only by guarding the kindness in your heart can you guard the splendid world