If you ask him where is the most painful, he will gently touch his heart. But in his eyes, who has never been hurt in the world? He insisted that the most painful place should be wrapped in the most beautiful way. ——- In fact, mi himself doesn’t like reading comics. He has to look at pictures while reading words. If there is no continuity in his mind, he will feel tired. I forgot which day it was. I casually flipped through a comic book in the bookstore, a few meters of “Go left, go right”, and the words were written under the bright picture — on November 11, a gust of cold wind began to blow. On November 10th, the sunshine in winter pulled the shadow long and long. In this way, the reason why I bought a cartoon is not the cartoon itself, but the sparse words below, which are real and sad. When the storm came, the boy asked sadly: Do you still want to hear the rain under the umbrella? Moon nodded. He held up an umbrella for the moon. The rain Ticking Out a brisk melody. “The Moon forgot” was brought home by me in this way without any hesitation. I began to be full of curiosity about mi. In the slight depression, I mixed a positive and optimistic attitude. In the poetic story, I was so close to life, he can always bring a kind of power to people, sometimes moved, sometimes strong, sometimes suddenly. In “The Subway”, that blind 15-year-old girl had been searching in the subway, imagining every exit as a beautiful destination one by one, but she never found that exit, or she really doesn’t want to go anywhere. As the cartoon says, sometimes, I think the world is a maze without exit. But she is also optimistic —— I am searching in the troubled city. Looking for the most sweet apple. A piece of left gold leaves. Looking for the faint light in my heart. This invisible little girl is actually the same as ourselves. We have a pair of bright eyes, but did we really see it? Can you really see yourself or the world clearly? We groped forward in the corner of the subway, looking for the shining light in our hearts. I can’t comment for several meters. I only like and respect his comics or himself. This feeling is strong and real. This wise man of life, the seed of kindness, explained the most real essence of life with comics. I have been looking forward to a written book of several meters, and the beginning of the story of several meters can be regarded as a work of pure words. This book is a few meters to commemorate 10 years creation and write some text. He was born several meters in 1938. In 1995, at the age of 37, he went into the darkest period of his life and got blood cancer. The endless chemotherapy and the desperate future Let mi fall into deep pain. I can finally understand the meaning of comics to several meters. Without the support of comics, it was comics that gave him a second life, and at the same time made this life more meaningful and energetic. As he said, I regret and thank you for learning. When my health was getting better and I didn’t cry any more, I began to write their stories for them, and at the same time, I also incorporated them into my own mood. The smiling fish is a romantic and touching story created jointly by my scumbags and me in this period of life rebirth. It is a little sweet, but also a little sad. And a lot of sad, and can not tell of emotion, in this creative process, 1.1 drops slowly released. Scumbags are constantly created in this way, and I hope their stories will also be drawn and written constantly. The spider’s head is only a little bit, why can it weave a strong and beautiful net? This is a sentence in “The world of pugua”. A few meters is the spider weaving a beautiful big Web, which is dotted with the whole world. The beauty is too pure.

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