This article has no direct connection with "Maple Meaning" and belongs to the ancestral level.
About our ancestors' old love affair with sesame seeds and millet?
The short story is not a palace fight, there are no rivers and lakes, the writing is flowing, it is purely for self-entertainment.
There is an urge to hold someone's hand and walk for a lifetime.
There is a feeling of wanting to hold someone in the palm of your hand and pamper them.
When love comes, no matter whether it is a secretive idle princess or a flirtatious and prodigal young lady, in the end, no one can escape.
Intention: I allow one person to be partial, and I am willing to spend the rest of my life with generosity
Reader comments
It has been ten years. At that time, I was still a child who didn't know the sorrows of life. Time flies so fast.
I like the fourth ending. I still hope Hoda is happy....
What you have written is very good, I love it. The author's reply:
Thank you. When you are about to be scolded to death, Troyeva, you still like this young article of mine. Thanks!
== I really hate this book, not because of the ending, but because I hate the ambulance scene in the third chapter. Well, because I am reading "Big Star", I took a look at your previous article. This article is quite early, so I guess you won't read the comments here. So as I write here, your heart is too empty and you can't put anything in, like a walking zombie. Some things hurt when you see through them. "Okay, this is the legendary hindsight =="
It has been ten years. At that time, I was still a child who didn't know the sorrows of life. Time flies so fast.
I like the fourth ending. I still hope Hoda is happy.... What you have written is very good, I love it. The author's reply: Thank you. When you are about to be scolded to death, Troyeva, you still like this young article of mine. Thanks!
== I really hate this book, not because of the ending, but because I hate the ambulance scene in the third chapter. Well, because I am reading "Big Star", I took a look at your previous article. This article is quite early, so I guess you won't read the comments here. So as I write here, your heart is too empty and you can't put anything in, like a walking zombie. Some things hurt when you see through them. "Okay, this is the legendary hindsight =="