The Seven Laws ● Shaohua poured down
December 2021
The sun rises in the East China Sea, and the moon reflects the pool with Cuiwei.
Four years of the same window for a long time, five more difficult to sleep look forward to the return of spring.
All kinds of sweet and bitter memories, a dream of sorrow and joy fly on the pillow.
Mo sighed that Shaohua had his fingers crossed, like smoke and the past haunting.
[Note: Bichi refers to the campus of the alma mater]