Even if the road to Qingyun is full of thorns, don't be afraid...
Qing Ping, a down-and-out girl is like a grass, but grass also has its own way of living, and ultimately has more vitality than those flowers.
She, Du Qingping, has suffered a lot, so she naturally wants to be that master.
But Qingyun Road at my daughter's house is not easy to walk...
Luoluo hereby solemnly apologizes. Luoluo broke her promise. Luoluo can't write any more. ~~~~(>_