But in reality, it can be seen that there is a fire. Your eyes see this fire. You can't see me. Although I lit it for you, alas, what is burning is just the mature age, yours and mine. We are separated by mountains! From this natural transformation process, I fell in love with a temporary you. Even if I cry, turn gray, turn gray and be reborn, Girl, it's just God playing with himself. Mu Dan's Eight Poems: When something is wrong, it is almost the same as when it is right. After seeing the nerve in his tooth that was pulled out, 17-year-old Lin Mingyi decided to be a useful person, at least more useful than a rotten tooth nerve, which is like withered grass without roots. He didn't eat breakfast, and found that it was much more difficult to live than to die. So the contrast is quite huge. But fortunately, he still decided to live for Liao Zhonghe himself. Liao was finally willing to do the same. So he lives in a world full of happiness. It should be regarded as a random story written on campus. The progress is very slow. I will try my best to finish it 1v1.