After the wind and rain, all the flowers fell on the embankment.
The redwoods are floating away from each other, and spring is first seen.
The red dust is made up of plain makeup, and the white horse is like passing through the gap.
Time passes in a hurry, it is obviously God's will.
He said, "Although I have always been a little impatient when eating fish, I still can't help but like it, because it reminds you at all times that there are too many things in life, just like fish, they will escape if you can't catch them firmly."
She said, "You say I am a fish?"
He said, "No, you're the one who skins my fish."