[I saw the rising sun this morning, so there will be a chapter tonight, the first chapter is thicker]
His clothes were flying, he closed his eyes, and turned into a butterfly and flew to the ground. The air was so quiet, with only the whistling of the wind... After an unknown period of time, severe pain struck, and a gorgeous red flower bloomed on the ground, and he fell asleep in the middle.
Thus, she was created between heaven and earth.
Sand copywriting
Boy, do you want to see a rice ball peeing on one's pants, a clown playing a suona, an angel playing an erhu, a missionary singing an opera, or a cherry blossom in Fukuchi suddenly revealing a second personality?
Welcome to the King...(Ah) five-person theater troupe/kindergarten/mental hospital.
Here, you will see all kinds of coquettish moves, all kinds of psychopaths, and browse the surveillance of governments around the world.
Comrades, what are you waiting for? Let's go quickly!
Intention: The world is worthy, there is no need to be sad, no need to be sad.