[Sweetness + Qiangqiang + Group portrait + Relaxation]
Snow is the fruit of a larger tree, blown off by a wind that is out of this world.
Whenever Xiao Yu sees snow, it always brings back memories. It's quite a feeling of being drunk without being drunk!
The scenery I saw and the people I met when I was young are part of Xiao Yu.
Memory is like a movie, when the progress bar is pulled back to the original beginning.
Back to that winter when "celestial jasper Qiongyao, dots of blooming flowers, and pieces of goose feathers".
"Hello, you are so cute!" The young Jingyang looked so cute.
Xiao Yu, who was concentrating on watching the squirrels jumping around, responded before he could react, "Ah, you too!"
There is no need to worry about the interactions between children. That day they watched squirrels scurrying in the eucalyptus trees together, built a small snowman together, and shared each other's favorite snacks together.
We also met with the parents.
"My name is Jingyang, what's your name?" Jingyang asked happily.
"My name is Xiao Yu." Xiao Yu also introduced his name to the other party very solemnly.
The little boy thought thoughtfully, "Then can I call you Xiaoyu?"
"Okay."
From here, a story begins!
Intention: Fate is wonderful and wonderful.