A dream that lasts for hundreds of years, and my heart dies with death. Is this right for Thirteen? I don't know whether I'm calling Thirteen in real life or Thirteen in ancient times. It's just that I like Thirteen, so I call it Thirteen.
Yes, when I wake up from the dream, I should also learn to let go!
I looked at the scenery of the Huangpu River and held my mobile phone... Yes, why do I still hold my mobile phone?
So I got out of the car, came to the deck, and looked at the endless river. My heart suddenly became much wider. I looked at the mobile phone in my hand and smiled. Then in a perfect arc, the mobile phone fell into the river! Then clap your hands.
I shouted, Thirteen! I don't like you anymore! Hahahaha... I let the sea breeze ruffle my long hair.
I raised my head and laughed, yes, I should have given up long ago. Isn't this a waste of youth? After all, I'm already in my twenties, and it's time to find my second spring!
But what I didn't see was... The phone that was thrown down suddenly lit up, signed: Thirteen!