I Am a Legend and You Are Not

It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost. The incense burner produces purple smoke in the sunshine, and you can see the waterfall Kageqianchuan in the distance! When I practice ancient poetry, cultivate my emotions and practice my hand speed. Zi Yan jumped to my side, and I smiled knowingly. . . . . . . "I don't want it anymore! It's short, too short!" Zi Yan covered her mouth with one hand and ran out crying. I stood there with a pencil in one hand and a pencil sharpener in the other! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.