The year has passed, and the fireworks have disappeared in the air.
Some memories are getting farther away from the world, if
You ask me if I love this holiday? I think I need to ask my mom.
I didn't get a haircut, didn't shave, and slept until noon every day.
Life is decadent, decadent, decadent, still decadent.
Don't ask me about the holiday, I can't answer.
Look! The lively crowd in the mall, aimless.
I blend in, dressed differently.
I need to tidy myself up and take a photo.
This year. I think I should go out and take a walk.
I haven't left this city for over 500 days.
Playing the game of grabbing red envelopes, I'm not excited at all.
Tibet, Chongqing, I want to go once.
Maybe it's my graduation trip.
Life is like a play, why bother caring.