At the end of spring, it is broken and sorrowful, and it rains three times.

Why bother looking for it, feel at ease in your heart.

The streets that have long been without any traces of snow have rainwater that has not been dried.

The city is full of grass, alone on the wall, one bush after another.

Which child climbs the wall and weaves grasshoppers with wool and grass.

The crossbowman sat on the wall where Brother Xiao lived and drank alone, which was a kind of confusion about the road ahead.

A voice thought behind him, "Brother, no matter how good the scenery of Sanqing City is, it is not the scenery that belongs to us, there are huge rivers and lakes, and the vast world is waiting to be set foot in, why is it more damn sad." ”

Then the man climbed up the wall and sat down beside the crossbowman, looking at the remnant sun at the entrance of the street......

Chapter 113 of "Xiaodao is a Cute Group Pet" has a clear conscience is hitting in the hand, please wait for a while,

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