Short story
A poor student and a master of drawing are attacked by a bad-faced student
Xie Feng×Chen Wenzhi
Xie Feng, whose father does not care for his mother and whose mother does not love him, has always lived a heartless life.
Until the summer when I was 17 years old,
An accident happened,
Only then did he pull him out of Utopia,
Be able to pursue your dreams and love.
Three Summer Songs · One
Song Zhang Lei
The wind in Changxia Village Ruins is clearing day by day.
The eaves-toothed chaffinch has been generated.
The butterfly clothes are drying and the flowers are dancing,
The cobwebs add silk to the sky.
The falling curtain invites the shadow of the moon,
The noisy and empty pillow accepts the sound of the stream.
The temples are long-spotted like frost and snow,
I just want to spend my life as a fisherman and woodcutter.
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*The author's first article is relatively immature and the writing style is off-topic, so proceed with caution.
Intention: Study hard and make progress every day