Their death is very unhappy. He is dead and shaking his hands to catch what can save his things, but there is no in addition to cold air. He is not willing to die in the water, and now he is still struggling. He felt very fearful and unwilling, he was unable to be afraid of fear losing this world, how much he wants to stick his head, and go to the fresh air to see the green forest and golden sun, he tried to struggle, but it could not force. He struggled to extend his head, but the whole body still bubbles in the blue icy sea. Another shore is standing in the sun, and the whole body is dry and cold looks at him to drown himself.
Their death is very unwilling, but he is still taking yourself, although he is afraid to lose himself.
So, he only comforts himself: The next one will be better.
This is dead, the next one will naturally come out. Cold winter roast white and snow on the ground.
