I used to be a tree caver for many years
But no one has ever thought about why I became a tree hole
Because of the erosion of moths, wind, frost, rain and snow.
What I was waiting for was the woodpecker
But what was always waiting was gusts of strong wind.
A cute new Cancer, a boy, about to be a freshman in high school. The writing time is only during summer vacation and weekends, please forgive me. If you have any plots you want to read after reading this article, or if you have any comments or good ideas for revising this article, you can send me a private message. I will listen carefully to every reader's opinions and suggestions.
PS The cover is mine. Qiumi