Drifting in the World of Female Sims

To the author: The room was quite hot and stuffy, and suddenly I felt inspired, so I picked up the pen that had not been wet for a long time. I felt that I should write something, but I didn't know where to start. Perhaps it's probably because this day has made people feel depressed, so I wrote down your name crookedly and then gave up. The jujube tree in the courtyard somehow produced a few fruits this year. When I picked them and tasted them, they were a bit bitter and not good. But when I think of you in my dream, the sourness in my mouth becomes a little sweeter. In my spare time, I turned to look out the window. There is summer, but it is not just summer. There is complexity, there is idleness, and there is splendor and splendor that cannot be concealed by spring flowers and autumn moon. There are green locust trees and tall willows swallowing new cicadas, and the wind blows into the strings. There are gauze kitchen vine mats, there are pomegranate flowers about to burn There are sparse stars falling on the painted eaves last night, and the jade lady's fan is light. And coming and going like a swallow in front of the hall, flying in the clouds Until the end, I thought again and again, writing my thoughts in your name, but I couldn't write the thousands of words in it. I'm really sorry that I didn't write a few love words, but I thought about you for half an hour.​

To Cows and Horses: There is a slight breeze, before the summer trees whisper, before the summer flowers smell fragrant, you and I meet on this intoxicating grassland.  Perhaps we have forgotten the troubles of the past, and having a taste of the still water by the lake can bring peace to our hearts and allow us to care for each other. Everything has changed. We are no longer the lonely clouds we once were, floating aimlessly in the blue sky. We are a group of cattle and horses, running on the cattle and horses prairie, unscrupulous and carefree, temporarily forgetting the carelessness of life.       ，，，，，，， Not alone, no cows or horses. I encourage you all!

After thinking about it, it was time to stop watching. The cold wind blew on my face, but my heart felt cold again. This sharp north wind blows up my sorrow. Three parts of the moonlight, which part is mine? Perhaps, that madness and arrogance is what I pursue in my life. The author will update soon.

What, there is a knife?_? Goodbye (ー_ー)!! (Just kidding, although I don't know if there is a knife! ←_←)

Come on, I hope you can remember the update when you come back

Wuhu takes off, come here because of its reputation, take a look first