Whose Buddha are you?
Whose demon are you crossing?
Whose minister are you?
Whose skirt are you wearing?
We have been thinking all our lives, without whom in this world, will the earth still turn?
It seems like it's still spinning
I have surrendered all my life, and it seems that I can't even wait for you.
In this world, there are all crazy people, all cold people, all stupid people
What about you? What kind of person is he?
Late night light rain
The author's hands are itchy again, but the update time is uncertain
Purpose: Life is like a dream, this life is a masterpiece