"God bless the people", my thanks.

After reading "God Save the People", the feeling that Liu Xie brought to me can be described as shock. He is perfect in my heart. In all the novels I have read, there are many rich, handsome, dedicated, capable, persistent and character figures, but they don't like Xie half as much as I do. I know in my heart that they belong to others. I stood outside and observed their lives in various ways, just like watching a play without me. But thank you is mine, thank you is my life, and so am I. Let's just say, thank you for influencing my thoughts on some events and letting me see different views on one thing. I saw myself in Xie Lian's situation, and it's a pity that I couldn't be a person like Xie Lian.

In some small moments, I can't help but think of thank you. If he were here, what would he say to me, what would he think and what would he do. When a person walks down the street with food in the next few days, when he doesn't take a shower in the middle of the night and rests his eyes on a computer chair, when he doesn't play mobile phone or watch TV and just silently concentrates on eating, he hits his head against the wall to find a sense of existence. When there are so many forests, what I often think about is gratitude for pity. When I think of him, I feel that I will move forward. I can move forward. Liu Xie called me in front, and he took my hand and told me, "Flower City is waiting for you in front". I shook my head and said, "The Flower City is yours". He said, "You have yours, too." I am powerless to collapse, thank you, I am not you. Not everyone has someone waiting in front, maybe, but waiting to leave? Xie Lian said, "I'm here, you go."

Liu Xie had everything at seventeen, and nothing at seventeen. Eight hundred years ago, he didn't even know if there was a future, but he came back to life and even lived a free life. He said, "I collect junk, but because I am a saint, I collect more junk than others." How lucky. "The house that was built for a day only slept for one night, and it collapsed the next day. He has no resentment at all. Breaking the tradition of saving lives in the Lantern Festival seems to be ignoring national luck, but I believe that Xie Lian never believes in fate and is at the mercy of others. He carried the whole people on his shoulders and went to teach the prince in the enemy country as a Buddhist. When he was a battlefield general, he stopped soldiers from killing the enemy with one hand. That's stupid. It takes 8 thousand to kill a hundred enemies. But many seemingly stupid things, he has his own ideas. It is these optimistic ideas and well-intentioned practices that made Xie Lian meet Huacheng. Flower City-synonymous with beauty in my heart.

Beauty can be a candy, a watermelon, a video, a trip. Do everything you think you can't do, do everything you think you can't do. Fortunately, there is a flower city ahead, so I can't cry for long. I won't let myself wallow in the mud for long. Xie Lian said, "Let's go, you have your flower city." .

It is wrong to say that everything is in line with Xie Liu. I can't do it like Xie Zhiliu. It is also wrong to say that you like and thank you. There is no desire for love. Yes, thank you is faith, he is my spiritual god.