Folk story: A young woman opened a steamed bun shop by the river, and the business was booming every night. The salesman broke into a cold sweat when he saw it.
I found out that my ten-year-old son was not my biological son and asked my ex-wife to take him away. However, my ex-wife said that I had no feelings for him after raising him for ten years.
There is something in my heart, the leaves falling are poetic even if they are not beautiful, the flowers falling silently are also elegant, good morning