I don't know what the day is today, Zhang *'s face is full of joy, and I can't hide the joy.
It turned out to be her birthday.
I am a person who lives for others, and someone else's joys and sorrows have touched me. Looking at the bouquet of flowers, I am also happy.
After returning home, I slowly taste it, my parents' birthday I forgot. I know that they are all cattle. Maybe you have to figure out their birthday, I have to look at the calendar one page, count! Of course, this is when I don't want to ask for a face.
Send her a bunch of flowers, maybe I should send a bunch of flowers, not embarrassed, nothing.
-------------------- 5/1: Read this log today, I don't know who Zhang * is, but autumn is still my heart.
