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The belif of Bolshevik is a way filled up with thorns.
Grab my hands,Wangyao.
My little Bolshevik,You have nothing to warry about as long as I am here.
You can't leave me.
Because there are only we two in this world.
My little Bolshevik,I don't like you to act like this.
My little Bolshevik,will you follow me?
No,I won't,cause you are Ivan,while I am Wangyao.
They break up at that day.
You come here to see me dying,Wangyao?
*** you!The jerk Arlfred is now running after you all the day,you think I don't know this?You and him are in the same group and now you two are trying to kill me!
Now I am ill,and I can do nothing.
Wangyao,I don't want to leave you to others.
What should I do?
If only you could be mine a little earlier.
Arlfred went to see you,and I will lose you,is that right?
No,I don't care about anyone else's leaving excpet yours.
My little Bolshevik,If you are leaving,If you are going to belong to someone else
I would rather to get you...
I will not belong to anyone,including you.
Bolshevik is not my name.
You have your own faith,and I have my own pride.
My name is wangyao.It haven't been changed since 5000 years,and It will never be changed at the next 5000 years.
Do you have to go?
You will die
You will certainly die.
A taste even bitter than anything else...
Wangyao,the soul of sunflowers will keep flying towards the sun after the bloom ,but before it arrive the destination,the sunflower will fade,and it will die.
A flying moth darts into the fire ...It is so stupid.
Yeah,look at the huge stretches of fading sunflowers...
It is ok for them not to running after the sun?
No,If they give up pursuding after the sun,then they would rather to die.
Long live the Bolshevik
In 1991,the Soviet Union broke up.
Wangyao,we will keep walking.There are warm sunshines right before us,and there are goldern sunflowers surrounding us.That is the most beatiful place in the world.
We will find a place like that one day,won't we?