When Zheng Taoran and I were thirty-five years old, it snowed in Baize City.
I wished each other happy birthday and promised to write him a novel.
"Call this water Fang Taoran," he said.
Realism-oriented, sweet and sweet friends, indifferent good students are attacked by rough and crazy children
Outline essay, brainstorming series
Pat the author is mentally ill_(:зゝ∠)_
Intention: