The young general later grew up and ran to the bamboo he had planted since he was a child.
"I think I have someone I like."
"But he doesn't seem to like me"
Zhuzi listened to him in a daze...
It's a happy thing to write about, but I don't have the brain to write about tactics. It's my first time writing an article. Anyway, it's good to have fun reading it. It's a relaxed style of writing. Bamboo is a blessing. HE
Intention: This is love