Those crazy years
The story about the street of Chenz, is still happening, and there are some people, as always, squatting on a certain street, or at the door of the Internet café, like the Tianxuan in the past, the Son of Heaven has become a department store, and Jade has also become the current Tianchi Club, those who made waves on the street back then, went away, silent silence, and some people were eating a big pot of rice, in the past, we were immature, I don't understand so, but I don't understand, why there are still people who have such a big dream of spring and autumn, I don't know, maybe the lesson is still not tragic enough, Not enough to wake them up, degenerate, decadent, self-abandoned, but still living a drunken dream of death, your mother is anxious to find you everywhere, but you don't think so, this point, don't do business, don't go home, you are treating the Chenjiang River at the door of your house as the sea, that's why you are so waveful, forget it, now you want to go away, I can only wave to you, if you can come back, we are still the same as in the past, we haven't been together for a long time, I don't want to sing about wine when we get together again, the glasses touch together, it's the sound of broken dreams.
I'm going to tell their stories in the first person!
