I left because I didn't want you to feel that you and I were dependent on each other in this prosperous world...
The above paintings and words have nothing to do with the article. Why I want to write and why I want to post it is just based on my feelings...
I just want to say that in this life, the best women I have ever seen are the fireworks women in the Qinguan brothel, and the worst men I have ever seen are the prostitutes who are looking for flowers.
Six years ago, on that New Year's Eve, in the heavy snowfall, my mother took me back to Huacheng.
Excerpted the beginning of this article.
The west wind has gradually died down. So, close your eyes and listen to the sound of falling leaves together...
I have a feeling at the moment and do it casually.
Conception: