You
The beacon fire is burning and puffing out smoke
Equipped with sharp weapons such as fighting, gambling, etc.
Me
Study day and night, climb step by step
Build with textbooks
An ideal fortress and a comfortable and stable future
Looking at the wind and fire outside the city wall
me
I have never participated in the glory carved on your body
And you
Nor in my snow-like tranquility
Different weathers surround us
The feet are stepping on the same
the endless land
traction connection
We met at the foot of the humble city of the past
Talking and laughing room
You are a living fire
It makes me flow, stubborn and boring
ice and snow
And my contentment with mediocrity
melting snow
It also cools you down
restless, unwilling to be ordinary
wind
The above is the shameful version using poetry instead of introduction.
The real introduction: the daily lives of bamboo horses and bamboo horses.
The story between a rebellious but emotional bad boy with tattoos and a good boy with high IQ but face blindness.
Note: This article develops in a relaxed and leisurely manner, with timeline jumps.
Clear water, friendship is ambiguous. If you can accept it, please come in~