"Otherwise, what the pit owner came to do belongs to Yalei’s teacher. This is a letter from suluo’s mother."
"Super touched, think about the recent child abuse case, which is a bit disheartened to the society. Look at the pit owner suddenly feeling full of positive energy."
It doesn’t matter whether suluo’s privacy and mystery are over at this moment. The audience is eager to get an answer and a happy ending so that their hearts will not be so cold.
Unfortunately, suluo didn’t give the answer, and didn’t tell everyone that the little boy in this letter was me, as fans longed for.
This is doomed to have no answer
Even if there is this answer, it is not that suluo can give the answer, but that suluo in our society can do the same thing.
"my baby apprentice is going to primary school soon, and we have to do a lot to give them a better world.
The last poem of the program is given to Ke Ke and also to all the children. You are a person in April. "
The scene turned to the audience, and Tang Yike blinked his eyes, only to find that Tang Yike’s little angel was also at the scene and had been listening quietly and cleverly.
When I saw Master remembering himself, Tang Yike’s smiling face bloomed in an instant, but I couldn’t hear her silvery sound, but that innocent face instantly melted the hearts of the audience.
"I say you are April day;
Laughter lit up the wind all around;
Light spirits are dancing and changing in the spring scenery.
You are a cloud in the early April sky.
The wind is soft at dusk
Stars blink in mind
The drizzle sprinkled in front of the flowers.
So light and graceful, you are Xianyan.
You wear the crown of flowers
You are naive and solemn.
You are full moon every night.
After the snow melts, that piece of goose yellow is like you; fresh
Fresh budding green, you are; Tender and joyful
The water is floating with the white lotus in your dream.
You are a tree and a flower.
It’s Yan Zailiang whispering.
You are love.
It’s warm
Is hope.
You are a man, April day.
Chapter five hundred and forty-seven Warm end boiling Weibo
April sky green contains limited vitality, tender life and fresh scenery. In this season, it is full of sacred light, pure and clear, as beautiful as Bai Lianhua in the Buddha’s heart, with the brilliance of love.
April and spring have left us. Spring is so short that it has entered a lush and hot summer in a blink of an eye. It is difficult to raise a trace of melancholy in an instant.
But you have gone beyond this season. You are a tree and a flower, flying with spring, beautiful and light, with love, warmth and hope.
Spring belongs to children, and children are April days.