02—2024—49(Original)
Cong Zhu ran towards the pregnant cloud like a wind, and Rou Sang, who was caught in the middle and had no time to dodge, leaned back in annoyance.
The blue lake slowly changes shape in the sky, and the shore of the lake is a white wave protecting the pregnant wife.
The crowd at the exit of the station is not crowded, and it is as if they are returning to the entrance of the village, and they are not in a hurry to go home, but just leisurely looking left and right.
I inquired about the authentic steamed bait silk shop, and the deliciousness was between my lips and teeth, releasing the strong fragrance of memory, but my heart was ruminating with bitter panic.
The afternoon was approaching, but I didn't want to get out of bed. The river of time has flooded my life, making everything tired and numb.
Even the slightest struggle compromises to laziness.
The churning clouds swept over the treetops, casting a shadow, and I was sitting in the center of the shadow.
I can't delay, after smoking this cigarette, I will visit the famous bait shop again, who expected that when I got up, the fingers holding the cigarette trembled violently.
2024—08.08
