Shen Fang has known Wen Rongrong for twelve years. Year after year, the green plums become sweeter and the bamboo horses are expected to turn into white horses.
The young couple is about to take the college entrance examination. Taking advantage of their busy schedule, they look back at Qingmei, her smile, and making wine with lychees.
The mountains are silent when I write, but the sea is slightly rippled when I write.
In July after the college entrance examination, the gentle wind blew her name, and Xia Ye knew his heart.
Sweet text, childhood sweetheart, no abuse~
The author's thinking is wrong, the writing style of this article is wrong, please stop for a moment...
Purpose: Love is the antidote, and it must be you.