Completed with a lonely attitude.
Qinggong is like a kite with its string broken, look at my walk.
You see a farmer holding a hatchet to chop wood and a sickle to cut wheat.
There are always two weapons in Yiwan. The single sword goes straight, and the sickle seems to have a tender detour: holding Mai into its arms, Maizi laughs in its arms...
The scenery in the moonlight is very beautiful. The stories in the scenery are moving.
The woman in the story is a woman like wine.
A good scenery always has many people coming, and those who come never leave.
Before falling in love, after being lonely.