Become a group favorite in the literature of the times. I have a chicken when I go up the mountain, a fish when I go down the water, and a ticket when I fall down. I am the brightest among everyone. In the future, I will have a rich, handsome and considerate husband. But why is this kind of life so strange? Is there really anyone in this world who is so lucky?
Intention: There will be no pie in the sky