We first met when we were seven years old. Why are you so annoying?
Reunion at the age of fifteen, why do you have such good grades?
We separated when we were sixteen, how could I miss you so much?
When we meet again at the age of nineteen, will our dreams meet?
Three years of confusion, four years of waiting, looking back at dusk, you are the only treasure in my life
Uh, I really don't know how to write copy, because I've never done it before, quack
A short piece of writing, a boring work during the book shortage period, a way to comfort one's life