After four years of being tortured by French in college, I finally got the certificate and degree certificate for the fourth and eighth junior college. Fortunately, I got the admission notice for the master's degree. I thought that after taking the cross-professional postgraduate entrance examination, I and French, a subject that I love and hate, would say goodbye. We no longer owe each other. As a result, I met a person who made me and French inseparable for the rest of my life.
Changsha with its autumn colors, Shenyang with heavy snowfall, Paris with blooming spring flowers, and Malta with blue sea and scorching sun. I traveled with that person throughout the year, traveling east, west, north and south, looking for a destination that was exclusive to me and him.
Purpose: Looking for love slowly in the fast food era