When I was young, I was a person who watched others fight and persuaded me not to fight. The second time I blocked him from fighting, and then I didn't fight. . Rejoice ah rejoice.
When I was old, I was a person who had a headache and fever when I saw others being beaten, and wanted to cook soup and deliver meals to others. Life is really amazing.
Now that I am old, I just read the post saying that Child M was beaten, so I really wanted to make soup for her, and even wanted to ask which hospital. That is, think about it and then be silent. I think if I was beaten and a silly girl suddenly popped up with a crock pot to bring me soup, I would definitely be scared to death and think she wanted to poison me. Oops, I'm black-bellied again, black-bellied again.
Since getting old, I've become a little girl who loves to cry.
Be strong, be strong, and be rigid if you have no desires, then hibernate.
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