"I was born in desolation. I'm not afraid of barrenness. Please don't send it to the torrent. I will be lost here and reduced to sand."
"I trickle it down"
Suddenly, it was like a dream, the dry willow branches were irrigated, the buds were spinning silk to press the branches, and the light catkins were flying. Chen Yao and Yu Ran ran in both directions, and the timeline was a bit complicated, as the past changed to the present. I also brought some things about going to heaven (embarrassing)
There are many deputy CPs (including but not limited to bl)
Intention: Write whatever you want