The conspiracy swayed along the moss in the corner, and the swaying residual flowers finally turned into a breeze and flew into the distance. The sun set and the red sun emerged. The white camellia rotted from the root, and the sweet candy turned into syrup under the scorching sun. Have you ever seen the red sea? There is only one proud crow above the red sea.
Intention: The passion of young people is no less impressive under the red sun