The summer tidal wave seemed to flow into Jing Quqing's nuclear suit after the tree crown was hit by the rain.
There is a hint of warmth in this cool air.
After circling the white hand, it became red with a trace of blood, and left with satisfaction.
In this lonely and chaotic summer, he was like a little beast that couldn't find an exit.
He looked at his hands with clear black and white eyes. All his codes of conduct were those taught by Jing Qing.
"Is this correct? Brother"
Jing Quqing lowered his eyes
The ink on the test paper became wet like ripples on a pond in early summer.
Can you bite the green fruit?
I decided to eat it, endure the astringency, and discern the sweetness and sourness in it.
I still fall asleep in the summer smelling this green fruit.
Intention: Be happy and positive every day