Junior high school, first meeting, small courtyard, persimmon tree.
Playing, laughing, competing in virtue, intelligence, body and beauty, accompany each other in spring, autumn, winter and summer. It's hard to like her, so why should we break up...
The bamboo horses are separated from the green plums, and the green plums and peach blossoms are blooming.
He: If you don't come again, I will be with someone else.
Yuan: How dare you! Brother, I will eat you!