The huge ginkgo tree taking root in the backyard: I am over two thousand years old.
The white-furred fox under the tree showed its belly: Nearly ten thousand labor and capital are coming next year, tsk tsk.
The young man in black on the second floor touched the newly arrived online knife, his face expressionless: three hundred and twenty-five years old.
The braided braid that still has missing teeth after eating sweets: Xiaoqing is six years old!
Luo Fei, who was passing by with a kettle, chuckled: As a stone, I won't say how old I am.
A story about a stone that passed through a long period of time, was refined into metal, forged into a sword, and finally became a human being.