Boredom is sometimes like a prison,

Thick corners,

High castle.

The imprisoned people can only smile bitterly,

Blowing the flute in the night,

Screaming again and again during the day.

Boring, boring!

Give you a hug,

Don't come to me, okay?

- "You who kissed" is not a talent, a small poem.

I hope you will support me a lot, I have recently failed to sign a contract, and I am about to go back to school, so I may stop updating for many days.

But here, I'm going to try. If you have time and inspiration, I will continue to write, and I hope you will support me a lot. Thank you.

"Rainy for a long time" Xiao Lotus is hitting the sharp corners in his hand, please wait a while,

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