There Is a Grass on the Hill Next Door

The copywriting has to be sung, and if you don't sing the author, there's nothing you can do about it. You can only be sad in silence~sad~ There is no fragrance of flowers, no height of trees, and the little flowers are transformed into grass that no one cares about. Never lonely, never sad, you see Xiao Gong lying in the distance and watching silently. A small attack, a small attack, and there will be only one small attack in the whole text at the end. Hehe, the author couldn't write anymore one day, so he decided to write lyrics~(≧▽≦)/~