Liangsheng, can we not be sad that there are trees in the summer of Pinellia ternata? We hope that the stars in the deep sea in heaven will be so painful that the angels will disappear in the corner of Xanthium sibiricum-it is already cold. If I remember you wandering in tears in my next life, I'm just sad that I can't accompany you.

Building blocks, cities, morning light stranded or upside down