From cold winter to midsummer, from late spring to mid-autumn. The changes are different every time.
Like wild geese crossing the southern dynasty, fish sinking to the bottom of the water, every change is the original meaning of nature.
Every time, clear water flows over my cheeks, and water droplets hang on my rosy cheeks. Straight down. As I ran, the water was already caressed by the breeze. Went there, stayed until that moment. ``
The narcissistic and irritable idiot is so scared that he will die if he doesn't do anything for a day.
There are so many hilarious moments, can the two achieve success? Is it possible to go one day without attacking?
Concept: The boy's form remains the same as before, like a dream.