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Under the tall building, a lot of people have gathered at this time, some of them are still riding a child around their necks, standing under the stage that has not yet been built, happily watching Jingxuan dancing fans.
Although this bewitching woman is still wearing a down jacket and has not yet worn a costume on her figure, everyone also watches it with great relish, such a day is not available in any base in the north.
People are in a hurry to live a luxurious life, and no one still shows them dancing fans? The dancing broadsword is pretty much the same.
"Mom, why are they burning paper on the ground?"
The doll seemed to have seen such a picture in someone's mind, pointed to some people on the side of the road, took a basin out, threw paper into the basin, and asked An Ran,
"Are they worshipping God?"
"They are supposed to be worshipping their dead relatives."
An Ran looked in the direction of the doll's finger, and sure enough, there were some people kneeling on the side of the road, holding a brazier in front of them, throwing some clothes and papers into it, and then wiping the tears on their faces.
"Mom, why do dead relatives burn things?" The doll didn't understand, "Is it the meaning of worshipping a dead relative as a god?" ”
"It's different." An Ran hugged the doll standing beside him, and said with some emotion: "This is for relatives, and the people who are valued in their hearts, a way of missing, different from worshiping God, they just need a day to miss someone openly." ”
Then grab your weapons, put on your armor, and continue to fight for survival in the last days.
Looking at the paper-burning people downstairs, An Ran was slightly moved, tomorrow is the day of survival, today sent away the deceased, say goodbye to the past, tomorrow should be a holiday.
She doesn't know when this survival day began to be mentioned, it seems that when she was in the Sunshine Base, the fat man was going to celebrate this festival, and then after a few years, it really became a festival, and it was quite grand.
Then the next morning, early in the morning, there were more people burning paper on the roadside, and the sound of crying gradually came to mind, some people sobbed lowly, some people cried, some people burned paper and told it over and over again, some people were expressionless, but there was deep pain in their eyes.
On this day three years ago, the end of the world came, on this day three years ago, human beings began to have misfortunes about the race, and every separation was brought to a prelude from today three years ago.
At that time, there was no good separation, and now when life settles down, I can only say goodbye to that important person in this way.
Never again, I will continue to work hard for the rest of my life, and you please, rest assured.
On the broken road, there was a mess of green grass, someone got up in the crying crowd, raised his hand, and sprinkled a handful of paper money, the paper money floated in the cold air, some people cried and called their wives, some people shouted their mothers, and then the cries became louder and louder, and the dolls that no one on the tall buildings could not help but cry.
An Ran looked at the doll in surprise, sat up from the bed, and asked:
"Baby, you didn't die daddy, why are you crying?"
"I don't know!" The doll was wearing small pajamas, sitting under the quilt, crying with her eyes closed, "It's so sad, Mom, so many emotions, so sad." ”
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