Jiangnan willow, the leaves are small and not yet shaded. People are so light that they can't bear to take it apart. Orioles find the branches too tender to sing, so they keep them until spring comes.
Fourteen or fifteen, leisurely holding the pipa and looking for it. I've been paying attention to each other since I met you in the hall, let alone now...
This is a pseudo-uncle lolita novel, and it is also a story of waiting and getting closer. At that time, one of them was pretending to be crazy and the other was acting stupid, and it felt like time was passing very slowly. After a long time, each of them had a beautiful woman, and then they realized that what they missed was just the leisure time under the tree in the afternoon.
Gentleman on the wall, beauty under the eaves
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