1. The drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River was pouring down in April, soaked in blood stains accumulated over the years. Zhou Suihe bid farewell to Jiang Yi at the airport and watched her figure gather in the crowd.
2. Zhou Suihe stood under the tree, the shadows of the trees were whirling, and the light and shadow fell on him, one bright and one dark, which was the late autumn that could not be seen, and the sign that could not be deciphered when the lottery tube was shaken.
"There is no writing style, no logic, just write it casually, please don't criticize."
Intention: Even if the dark clouds cover the sun, it will still rise towards the sun