For many people, 2024 is destined to be another extraordinary year, perhaps, everyone is still anxious about unemployment and distressed by mortgages, but we are still tired of running. I see a lot of self-media publishing all kinds of news, and I just want to show you the most real side of me.
Beijing post-80s
Gui Geng thirty-six
The year before the end of the single dog
Wang Ba looked at the mung beans
Older blind date sorrows
It's hard to choose a mate without a house
Today's material is too much to pursue
It's all about running for money
Mom and Dad are retired
Ordinary old couple
Three thousand nine per month
Medicare is not enough
Take medicine for minor illnesses
There are no serious illnesses
The child is not very young
By the way, take a hand
Life is a mess of porridge
Dreams were there
How can I be nostalgic at the beginning
Don't look back on the years
Three brow furrows
The corners of the temples and eyes are wrinkled
A greasy body of firewood flesh and bones
People are thinner than yellow flowers
Take two sips
A small cup of sake
Get slightly drunk for a moment and be a little free
Drunk to relieve worries
Buy a two-color ball
Basically sleepwalking
For many years, the blessing lottery is all white
It's pure soy sauce
Work exhausts dogs
Go home and be busy
Run a ball all day long
Playing like a monkey
Let's talk about the human-faced beast in the workplace
It's complicated and hard to guess
Interpersonal relationships are comparable to palace fights
Mix medium-rare
Emotional Social Decay
Go with the flow
Polite greetings and more entertainment
They all stink for copper coins
I'm a clear stream
But I don't have any friends
See through the beauty and ugliness of the world
It's too hard to be alive
Urban fast-paced
Don't dare to have extravagance
The overhead is just too tight
The stretch is stretched
The breeze blows on the sleeves
Hurry through the spring and autumn
The days can be slower
Let me get on a getaway
Pray for peace buckles
Waist bags can be generous
It's another year of slipping
There is a little hope
The entrance of the upper floor
I don't know about firewood, rice and oil
who relieves the people's sorrows?
You look at the people