The first time I met him, he looked arrogant and looked down upon him.
The second time I saw him, he had a bad temper and rolled his eyes at him.
He was arrogant and arrogant. He was already tall, but he still liked to walk with his head raised. He suffered a lot for this, but he still refused to change and was as stubborn as a cow. Finally one day he stopped walking with his head raised. I couldn't help but ask him, "Hey, Nan Yan, you took the wrong medicine, and I didn't see you walking with your head raised."
He suppressed the anger in his eyes, smiled and said to me very gently, "Because I can only see you by lowering my head!"
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That's right, I don't like to read tragedies firstly, and secondly I don't like to read short stories. In short, go for it.
That's right, I don't like to read tragedies firstly, and secondly I don't like to read short stories. In short, go for it.