Through the lens
When Zhong Hao passed by the alley, the breeze just brought the spring breeze on the branches. The young man was lying on the ground and holding his trousers with both hands. His voice was endlessly hoarse: "Sir, can you give me a name?"
At this time, there was a lot of people. Zhong Shan was walking on stilts, wearing a clown mask and a black cloak to cover his figure. He responded by accident and took him home.
I am Lu Yong. I have been proud all my life but bowed my head to him. He raised me but I ran away. I love him but I don't love his morning glow and sea level. I want to look for the clear dusk and spring-filled mountains for him.
I am Zhong Shan, Lu Yao. Don't come to my island. I want to imprison you more than leaving with you.
Purpose: To be a healthy and good person