Others say that a child is a seed planted by a father in a mother's body.
Growing up with the love of mom and dad,
It blooms with colorful flowers and shines brilliantly.
And I am just a rice husk thrown away by God,
But I don't want to grow a potato that no one wants. . . Everyone despises me and stays away from me. . .
Until the hazy sky was pierced by lightning and an angel flew over. . . Light soon entered my world
作者自己说2.每天上午九点左右更新，周四是下午两点，其余时间都是捉虫，别被骗了！但是今天你又说周三周二不更