At two o'clock in the afternoon of the day before Ah Xiang's birthday, it was time to eat.

Zhao Yanwu was not at home, but went to the small pavilion to sulk. looks like a middle-aged man, with his hands behind his back, and his waist is also very straight.

His eyes were blank, full of disappointment and sadness. Standing at the very end of the pavilion, looking at a green meadow, the river still bites them, and becomes bright and bright as the tide slowly rises and falls.

However, the grass above that is not stained with water can only enjoy one kind of growth, that is, the exposure of the sun, which is always hot.

Or it's cold, and it's only a little bit of moisture when it rains.

My uncle's mood was like ......

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