When the sparrows started chirping, Xu Mo knew that spring had arrived.
Just like a stand-up comedy that Ranzi plagiarized from somewhere: When the birds started kissing, I knew that I had ushered in the most important season of my life. What is that? ----Spring! !
Of course, Xu Mo resolutely chose to ignore it and dragged his schoolbag containing only a few comics on the willow path. Ranzi finished his love affair with the house bird on the telephone pole and quickly caught up with him. He spread out his arms and hugged Xu Mo's shoulders: "Sao Nian, when there are many girls passing by on the surface who are actually looking at me and raping me, can you show your face and cooperate with me?" After saying that, he used his well-jointed index finger to point at the group of female students next to him.
Ahhh. . Xu Mo opened up Ranzi's slumped arms, with an undisguised mockery on his face.
Ordinary uniforms, ordinary girls, ordinary skirts. . . And ordinary absolute fields.
Ranzi ran a little further, trying to use the wind brought up to blow up the skirt of a girl with long hair. He smiled playfully at Xu Mo and winked at the girl's skirt.
Xu Mo looked at the few strands of weed-like blond hair that were fluttering in the breeze and sunshine, and seemed to smell something faint and gentle.