Two men-pure love-be
Shen Ruo makes a wish
I hope we will "never be separated year after year"
A shooting star streaked across the starry sky, flying to the bright galaxy with a simple and beautiful wish.
It's a pity that meteors sometimes fall.
It turns out that making a wish doesn't have to work.
God brought everything that belonged to him, leaving him only a lonely world.
Pei Yuan, didn't you say you wanted to accompany me to see the poppies in full bloom?
Intention: I want to write, love to write, and write every day.