"Hu Ma follows the north wind and crosses the southern branch of the bird's nest."
Because of this poem, Sheng Nazhi got his own name.
But our classmate Nanzhi is a beautiful, kind, gentle and rough girl from the north.
That's right.
Wearing a little fairy lady-style sweatshirt, a pair of Gucci leather shoes, and exquisite makeup, she casually walked into a small store.
Oh, even the wind brought by her walking smelled like Chanel No. 5.
I saw her wave softly.
"Boss! Here's a pound of sauced elbow! Add more chili and coriander!"
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The river water is blue, Jiang Zhan thinks this word is very ridiculous. At least since he was born, the water in the only river in their city has become increasingly dirty. I don't know if Jiang always had the brain to give him this name.
However, regardless of whether the rivers, streams, or water was clean, he didn't care about it.
However, there is a girl in the class who looks quite clean.
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Many years later, Sheng Nazhi recalled.
It is precisely because of such a group of companions that her green years were filled with laughter.
Of course, it was precisely because of the boy named Jiang Zhan.
Accompany her from girl to woman.
Her life is not less exciting.
Intention: Those unforgettable high school years and unforgettable people