begging

Chapter 428 It’s better to ask the devil...
Life requires running, and writing requires passion.
I don’t know how everyone is, but I think many of them are like me, living an ordinary life in this ordinary world. As an ordinary person, I have my own joys, sorrows and joys that are insignificant in the eyes of others.
Don't do bad things, don't benefit yourself at the expense of others, don't want to say too much, and hope to get something in return after giving, even if the reward is not much, it is enough to make yourself smile.
In the past, there was still the dream of pie falling from the sky, but now it has turned into a down-to-earth step by step process of kneading dough, baking, and finally making the pie by myself.
For example, when writing bursts out, I have no illusions about how many votes there will be. I keep my head down and type, and you can see the bursts of writing. If you can't see it, I will only be powerless.
Tickets, do you really need to use the word "Qiu" sometimes? In fact, when writing the word "Qiu", it is already bitter.
For example, in ancient times, the emperor said the word "forgiveness". The moment he said forgiveness, he was guilty. If he was not guilty, how could he forgive? If he really knew how to vote, why would he bother to ask for it many times?
I have seen through it today, but what is helpless is that tomorrow I will have to run headlong into it and struggle, so it is better to seek the devil...
(End of this chapter)