When I was young, I liked watching the animal world: predation, migration, mating, learning; social animals always involve motherhood. A harmonious poem of caress and whine. In Yang Yan, evil appears as a curved surface, alternating between weakness and violence. There is a cool light rain in human society. It is not necessary to hold an umbrella, but we must wave a banner, morality, order, and advancement. The people at the end of the team knew that they were too far, they couldn't catch up, and they didn't struggle anymore, but they were exhausted and troublesome things were fragmented and turbulent. They were the closest to primitive happiness. I don't hate that feeling. Attached to primitive happiness is also one of the characteristics of children. Like children. Noisy, reckless, joking, full of humor, lying, clumsily observing your words, stepping on the wall, eating and scumming, you share one bite by one bite, and when you are afraid, the breasts get milky, make small gestures, cry and pull The nose, insulation pain, is growing up. A small and cute perfect container for coveting, not for lodging, like water. As a lazy person, what I hate is the price.
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