C45 A Lonely Grave

The light is like an arrow, the time is like a shuttle, and time is the most heartless, urging people to read, break people's intestines. In the blink of an eye, it was the Qingming Festival.

It was raining during the Qingming Festival, the people on the road were about to break their souls. On this day, the sky seemed to be reminiscing about the people who had died in the past