The young man leaned lazily against the wall, glanced at the painting he had just painted and said, "This is specially for the future."
My wife painted it. "The girl looked at the careless man in front of her. It was evening, and the afterglow was shining on
The profile of his face really touched her heart. She smiled and teased: "Really? Let me see if he looks like me!"
Concept: Youth is a two-way feast