[Not a cool article + no harem... The story of blossoming peach blossoms]
Debts from past lives must be repaid in this life. When will you repay your debt in this life?
Life passes by in a hurry, and the most difficult thing to repay is always the debt of love.
I would like to send you a small poem "Peach Blossom Debt":
The dead tree is half-lived, with five or six peach blossoms.
If there is no wrong fate, how many new branches will grow?
Old memories are hard to get rid of, and idle sorrow is like a vine.
Good dreams are easily broken, and there is no place to talk about lovesickness.
PS: 1. When you encounter a scumbag, shoot him decisively! 2. Don't be a scumbag, you'll get hit easily! 3. The scumbag was also a good boy when he was a child...
[In the era of fast food culture, leave a second to think. Elementary school students, beware, you won't even understand the story behind!
