This is a work written out of resentment because everyone around me is already in pairs, but the author is still single.
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All in all, this is a story about a study committee member watering the little flowers of our motherland with love and justice.
The plot is as follows:
"This poetry activity in school is so annoying... Hey! This sentence! Look at 'When you are drunk, you don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full... The star river is full of the boat and suppresses your dream'!"
"Okay, the river of stars will clear your dreams."
That night, the river of stars pressed me into a clear dream, but the posture was a bit tiring.
(Bib in a low voice: When you are drunk, you don't know that the sky is in the water. The boat is full of clear dreams and the stars are overwhelming.
Serious veteran cadres VS fierce and charming beauties
Intention: Work hard and persevere to the end