There are always some past events worth remembering, because everything is passing away at any time. The sand in the Liusha River flows faster, but the fish in the Liusha River have no time to cry. Blooming in a hurry, leaving in a hurry, the faint morning light is a little cold, but it can illuminate the path in the distance. During those green years, the fish in the Liusha River swam far away in the erosion of the river sand.
Concept: campus youth novel