The cold rain tower has become dark, the stars are scattered and the shadows are different.
The clouds, the moon and the earth are nowhere to be found, and the story is graceful and sentimental.
The evil bird has a sad mouth and endures death happily, but a lonely man sheds tears and lives in vain.
I want to have a dream about yellow beams tonight, but I can't help but think about it.
Purpose: Reveal the shortcomings of closed schools in modern society