Lock my memory,
Lock up my sorrow,
I no longer miss you,
How can I miss you again?
Happiness is a forbidden place,
After life and death,
Can't find the key to get in.
—— Sanmao
"Suddenly seeing the willow color on the street, I regret teaching my husband to look for a title." Dear friends who read this sentence, please don't misunderstand. The era of this article is modern, not ancient. The writing style is just like me, with dual personalities and uncertainties, so be cautious before jumping into the trap. In addition, plagiarists should stop.
Disclaimer: I am a biological mother =3= The article is updated from time to time, but I will never give up!
Although this is not my first time in Jinjiang, this is my first time writing a novel! So dear friends, please bear with me, I am a returnee with little talent and little knowledge—_—!!!
In addition, you can also go to my Sina Weibo: http://weibo. Com/zzbuguifly. Welcome to "harass" and spread flowers~~~