At the end of the play, I mean, thank you for coming.
In the future, it has nothing to do with me whether you are tall, thin, cut your hair or whatever.
The weather suddenly became cold, and it was time to turn the story.
It's raining so hard that we can't go back.
Today's sunset is very beautiful and the wind is very gentle, but I'll talk to others in the future.
We finally didn't climb the mountain, and they couldn't hear our story.
I have a hard mouth and never accurately express what I want to say.
I pushed many people away, but I left you a shortcut, but you didn't come.
I can't spend my life. It's possible for you!
I entered your world by mistake and left black and blue.
The more you grow up, the more you feel that keeping in touch is also a matter of five stars.
It's a pity that before I could feel the summer evening wind on the roof of the teaching building with the people I like, I suddenly became an unqualified adult.