The same cold, on April 13, last year. The old dreams made in Jinling Ancient City were thrown, forgotten the eyes of the eyes of the first love girlfriend, and a person finally broke into the world of sauertrooms. But the noisy ships on the Pujiang, narrow alleys, adjacent home, but what kind of style is behind, my outsiders are really difficult to understand. Shanghai is a modern village with no spirit, but the villagers are still unsuitable civilization. I understand 01010010, I still have to survive, and others really don't want to think.
