In Beijing, an ancient and modern city, hutongs are like winding veins weaving between high-rise buildings.
The summer sunshine gently shines on the green tiles of the courtyard, covering the ancient building with a layer of golden gauze.
Zhang Zehui lives deep in this alley full of charm. He is a tough-looking boy with an energetic stern haircut and a pair of bright, bright eyes under his thick eyebrows. He is full of intelligence and has two cute little tiger teeth when he smiles.
And his good friend guessed that she was a girl with two playful braids, a round face as red as a ripe apple, a pair of big eyes that seemed to be hiding countless little secrets, and two cute dimples at the corners of her mouth when she smiled.
In the afternoon of this day, cicadas were chirping noisily on the branches. Zhang Zehui was sitting under the grape trellis in his courtyard, practicing playing football...
Purpose: to relieve the heat