"What kind of dream did you have last night?"
Luo Guchen pondered for a while and said, "It's a nightmare that smells like wind oil."
"What are you doing?" Luo Guchen looked at the boy who was lying on the bed in a big letter shape.
"I'm feeding the mosquitoes" Bai Huoshi looked upright and awe-inspiring
The cicadas and crickets outside were chirping happily, which made me feel very annoyed.
Sure enough, everything that sounds good in the Chinese language book is a lie, Bai Luoshi thought when he was half asleep and half awake.
Intention: Be happy