It's a good story. The problems and contradictions that had been brewing and accumulated before suddenly broke out one after another in an ice storm. It's like a carnival that is overdrafted ahead of time. I can't wait to jump on the dance floor, only to realize that there may be something wrong. The fish-stealer finds himself sunk too deeply into his self-indulgence and cannot let go of his family; his wife is on the verge of lust and revenge, reining in the reins; the curious daughter and the repressed and restrained boy next door, with the help of vodka, lick the He licked the forbidden fruit; he was infatuated with the son of the rich second generation, and faced the sleeping beauty, panicked and hurried to catch the last train; and the most tragic one, died unexpectedly in the ice storm, with pure laughter.
It is the age of madness, the age of the sanctimonious, the age of curiosity and desire, eager to try. People are rushing to the dream garden of Eden. Some have tasted the delicious taste of dreams, some have had a YY addiction, and some have suffered from the loss of empty space. There is lost, there is loneliness, there is confusion, there is silence, and there is sadness. The sudden ice storm brought a biting coldness, whizzing past, grinning and slapping the people who were hugging each other tightly.
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