Meng Jiu said, "I thought I would never come back if I left."
Jiang Rong said, "If it's not something a man should struggle with whether he loves or not, just remember that I can't live without him."
Qing Yan said, "I sang a play, and the audience said the story was very good. Only I know that it is my own joys and sorrows."
Jiang Rong's biological mother died when he was born. He drank all kinds of milk since he was a child, except breast milk.
When Meng Jiu was born, she had an older sister. Her mother was gentle, her father was serious, and her sister was gentle and loved by the whole family.
Jiang Rong can crawl, but he is rolling on the ground without anyone taking care of him.
Meng Jiu knew how to crawl, and she was also on a nanmu bed, protected by her family.
After Jiang Ronghui left, the birds in the circle had no place to stay, and the sky was full of fright.
Meng Jiuhui left, turning back every step of the way, happily watching his mother and sister being frightened.
A little bigger.
Jiang Rong took his father's gun and hunted pheasants all over the mountain.
Meng Jiu took a pen and learned to write under the guidance of his master.
Jiang Rong rode a donkey and showed off his power on the street with a whip.
Meng Jiu shook his head in school and recited hundreds of surnames.
Jiang Rong rode a horse, sang folk songs, and went up the mountain with his father to hunt pheasants.
Meng Jiu was sitting in front of the piano playing the music of Mountains and Flowing Waters.
Ten years passed in the blink of an eye.
If you say that Jiang Rong and Meng Jiu are not from the same world, there is nothing wrong with that.
Exactly when I was ten years old.
On the birthday of Mr. Lu in Xi'an, Halley's Comet did not hit the earth, but Meng Jiu hit Jiang Rong.