Chuhe and Liangzi were forged on the first day of school.
Chu He: I think our beds are just right.
That afternoon: Get out! ! ! !
Dangwu: Why aren't you down there! ! !
Chu He: I think this is an issue left over from history. You have to ask Li Shen, not me.
Love caused by an ancient poem
Sweat drops on the soil