That night I was walking by the river, ah, the evening breeze was really intoxicating~
As a result, the guardrail became loose, gulu gulu~
I wanted to let it all go, but I was saved by an old friend I hadn't seen for many years?
Just so watery (in every sense of the word) eyes meeting each other? ? ?
What should be the first thing you say when you see an old friend you haven't spoken to for many years? Urgent, waiting online! ! !
This is the first time for the author to write an article. The writing style is sparse. Please give me your advice. It contains personal information and will be updated from time to time.
Purpose: Long live the idealist