Diary of a Guangdong Traveler

It's been a long time since I picked up a pen and wrote about myself in my memories. If it weren't for Yue Xing Xing, I wouldn't be here. Every time I travel, I have a different version of myself. There have been happiness and sadness, like first love, there will also be a little break-up. Introduce yourself. Hello everyone, my name is Zhu Xiaosan, and I am the kind of umbrella that reminds me of me when it rains. From a village at the foot of the beautiful Gold Mountain. There is a fairyland-like sea of ​​clouds on Jinzi Mountain, and it snows in winter. As a Cantonese, I am so happy to see snow. I have many stories of broken love, and I have been cursed to die in the light of day. As long as love is over, it will end before it even begins. Okay, not much else to say, let me give you a song called "Getting Used to Being Broken in Love". Of course it was my fault that you left suddenly and left me halfway.