The beauty is beautiful, the beauty is in tears, the beauty is haggard and the man is drunk.
The beautiful woman sings solo in the moonlight, but I don't know who hurt her.
No matter how beautiful the flowers are, they will wither; no matter how beautiful the people are, they will also grow old.
This is Xiaoba's first fruit. The taste will be greener and more astringent than other fruits, but I still need to ask the adults to catch more insects and fertilize. Thank you.