Rebirth: it Turns Out That the Treasure Girl Has Been Waiting for Me for Seventeen Years

I still like you very much, like the wind that has traveled eight hundred miles, regardless of the return date, I still like you very much, like the cycle of the sun and the moon, regardless of day and night, I still like you very much, like the clouds drifting for ninety thousand miles, never resting, I still like you very much, like the stars that stick to the sky Earth, until death, I still like you very much, like the sun shining all over the sky and the earth, like the wind blowing in my heart, like the wind blowing in my heart, I still like you very much, like rain and wine falling on the tropics and the polar regions, thousands of miles away, I still like you very much, Like a whale sinking in the warmth of the seabed to breathe, extremely fast and cautious, I still like you very much, like the old city gate that I have waited for for many years, Fan Guanzili, I still like you very much, like a whale starved of oxygen in the deep sea of 6,400 meters, never tired of it, I still like you very much, like a subject Waiting for the dynasty to resign, it is far away. I still like you very much. The willows are moving, the cicadas are chirping, and the sunset tides. I can't help myself. I still like you very much. Like clouds drifting for ninety thousand miles, without rest, I still like you very much. Like the sun rising and setting, no matter day or night, I still like you. I like you very much, like the stars running through the dark night for hundreds of millions of years, without complaining, I still like you very much, like the spring rain falling for eight hundred miles, Zhejiang, Zhejiang, Lili, I still like you very much, like the spring grass dyeing the green ridge, there is no doubt that I still like you very much, like a shrew scolding the street. , No matter what, I still like you very much, like the rain falling all night long, like the rain falling all night long, I still like you very much without hesitation, like the rain falling in the plum rain season, endless, I still like you very much, like the smoke from the stove, the snow falling on the pear, I still like you very much. You are like a flying crow attached to a fish in the sea. It is difficult to decide whether to stay or go. I don't know why I still like you very much. Like a shameful secret, I still like you very much even if I say a thousand words. Like the begonia in the courtyard that falls and blooms again and again, I still like you very much. Like the sun and the moon taking turns. Alternately, regardless of day and night, I still like you very much, like layers of clouds condensed into phrases, bit by bit, I still like you very much, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, blurred by neon, I still like you very much, like the osmanthus leaves falling in the wind, shaken into mud, I still like you very much. I like you, like raindrops falling on the green moss and red mud, the softness disperses. I still like you very much, like the starlight falling into the eyes, a glance thousands of miles away. I still like you very much, like the last stroke of Mr. Han Toufeng. I still like you very much, like a spring night. I still like you very much when I fall asleep in the red tent. I am afraid that I still like you very much. Like the bumps and valleys accompanying the heavy rain. I still like you very much when I enter the canal. I still like you very much like the clouds and smoke turning into mosquitoes and showers. I give all the tenderness and violence to you. I still like you very much. Like a monk who has been wandering for too long. , Bai Nanfanyi, I still like you very much, like the green leaves of spring and the sunshine of summer, not as good as you, I still like you very much, like thousands of piles of snow rolling up on the cliff, like the night, I still like you very much, like the sky full of meteors falling to the ground, the fireworks are wanton, I still like you very much , like the waves hugging the reef again and again, trying my best, I still like you very much, like the fish returning to its hometown along the ocean current, I still like you very much when we meet by chance, like the whisper of the wind in the ear, my heart is beating, I still like you very much, like being escorted. The child who is learning to talk, I still like you very much even though my words cannot convey my meaning. Like the chirping of the wind in the rain, I might as well go back and I still like you very much. Like the involuntary chatter in a dream, it's all you. I still like you very much. It's like dressing up and waiting for a ten-year holiday. , I don't know, so I still like you very much, like longing for you like a river passing away, I still like you very much without stopping, like the cliff flattening and the whole forest regenerated, I still like you very much when you are in the shade of the tree, like yellow flowers piling up on the ground, I am an old friend thousands of miles away I still like you very much, like a stick in my throat, like being hungry. I still like you very much, like the sea changes into the mulberry field, and the stars change. I still like you very much, like the yellowed passage in the old story, half-deaf and half-dumb, I have lost my voice. I still like you very much, like Stars have been running around in the dark night for hundreds of millions of years. I still like you very much without complaining, just like the old opera excerpts in the old city. I still like you very much with gentle words, like the overlord bidding farewell to Concubine Yu. I still like you very much even if the situation has to be forced. Like the lone star falling on the moon, I can't bear to abandon you. I still like you very much, like a quiet pear blossom, drifting away in the wind. I still like you very much, like Hongdou, who is arrogant and lovesick. I still like you very much, like a spring swallow shears the rain, regardless of the wet clothes. I still like you very much, like the sand rising in the desert, no one asks about you, like the rain falling on the lake, the heart-rending friendship, the silent silence of Liao, I still like you very much, like the wine hidden in the winding alleys, the hidden feelings, I still like you very much, like the sound of music in the heart, like the palace merchant's horn Huiyu. I still like you very much, just like the ancient green lantern Buddha in Shaolin Temple, I don't want to cross myself. I still like you very much, like a deer hiding in the deep forest, timid and looking forward to the end. I still like you very much. I am as obsessed as drinking fire to quench my thirst. No medicine or stone can cure it. I still like you very much, like rain falling 70,000 meters from the sky, not afraid of turning into mud. I still like you very much, like the sunshine all over the city and the spring breeze ten miles away. I still like you very much, like mulberry trees moving across the sea and orange trees growing in the north, out of season. I still like you very much, just like riding alone without a horse, and becoming an enemy when you join forces. I still like you very much. Du Ruo is old and defeated. I still like you very much, just like the dead grass burns out and the wind rises again last night. I still like you very much, like a hermit drinking in the mist of the mountains and getting drunk with the afterglow at night, and my mood is as clean as a ray. I still like you very much, like this snail shakes the tree, you don't know your own abilities. I still like you very much, like a dream demon falling into a boundless dream, sleeping deeply and unable to wake up. I still like you very much, like sand in my eyes, tears like rain. I still like you very much, just like year after year, weeds grow everywhere in the mountains. I still like you very much, like a roc that rides on the wind for ninety thousand miles, and cannot rest on a tree. I still like you very much, just like grinding and dyeing plain clothes, enjoying the fragrance. I still like you very much, just like Jiuqing Xilan, the heart is still in love, the west city is singing songs, the brocade is lingering and the phoenix is ​​breathing. I still like you very much, like a silkworm wishing for the silk in its nest, regardless of life or death. I still like you very much, like the spring breeze ten miles away, not as good as you. I still like you very much, even if we never meet again in this life.

After a whole year, this is the only book I have been asked to review. I don't care what other people think of it, but I like it anyway. It's hard to change other people's opinions, and it's even harder to impose your own opinions on others. I really like the character of the male protagonist's mother. This book has a mother with such a character that really gives this book a soul. And to be honest, I am in my third year of high school, so holding hands is not that exciting. Maybe you consider that it was only 2004. I think the relationship between the male and female protagonists can progress faster.

I have read a lot of similar books like Reborn Treasure Girl. After reading 18 chapters, I think it's okay. It's quite satisfactory. The shortcoming is that the heroine's nickname is Little Treasure. I personally think it looks awkward. I think many people think so too (I'm just talking about my feelings, not rating, please don't criticize)

First, recite in your mind a hundred times that I have no brain, and then OK, you can read this book.

It's okay to use the monthly ticket, I'm so willing to give it up, awesome

I have read a lot of Sweet Rebirth novels, and the author's writing style is pretty good. I hope he can tell the story completely. I have read a few books by other authors that were also very good, but the pace was too slow, and I couldn't keep going. I ended up in the palace. I hope I can speed up the pace and finish telling this story, come on

Even if you look at it without thinking, you will be poisoned.

A standard female channel book, relatively novice

Why do I feel sick? A small treasure. [Emot=default,02/]. . . . . .

This should be a novel written by a female channel, why did it come to a male channel?