Zhu Shenghao, who is said to be all kinds of wooden people, wrote a letter completely by another person. Lively style, and very chairman doge face.
Excerpts are as follows-
Your letter is like soup that lasts for life. I am alive today, but tomorrow I will die by a quarter, and the day after tomorrow I will be in a state of half-life, and then three quarters and seven eighths of the day after tomorrow ... wait for you to write again. If you don't keep writing, I won't be completely dead. On the sixth day, I will die1516, on the seventh day, 3 1/32, and on the eighth day, I will die 63.
Do you believe in the phrase "love at first sight"? If you don't believe me, I hope you do. Because someone came to see me yesterday, we watched a movie and visited the park. She's cute. I like her. I said, she is as good as you, but I don't know if she is you. Maybe I just had a dream.
I am glad to receive your letter. The weather is warm and sunny, making people want to live forever.
A love that consumes everything, you can go home slowly.
I never thought about getting married before I met you; I have been married to you for decades, and I have never regretted marrying you.
The crab is peeling my shell. The notebook is about me. I landed on maple leaves and snowflakes all over the sky. You're thinking about me.