Xixizi still remembers that birthday
Her boy took out the bouquet of roses from behind his back
The wind carried the fragrance of roses and carried his words to her ears.
"Happy birthday, my Miss Rose"
Those words, that bouquet of flowers
It seems like she has suffered all her life.
All were healed
Later later
Also her boy
promise her
Want to accompany her
Travel to all the beautiful scenery in this world
Watch her draw all the places she likes
But
"My boy, I'm sorry
You are so good that I can't catch up.
Northwest and due south
There should be no connection at all."
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Also known as "Miss Rose"
Buddhism update for high school students
Not suitable for this bowl of rice
Just generate electricity for love
Intention: Likes to make me timid and inferior