The sun is out today, the weather is as usual these days, I want to come out is a thing, I was still a little shivering on the road a few days ago, and I couldn't resist the cold wind that got into my cuffs while wearing a coat. Maybe it's really time for your dog to eat more and keep out the cold by adding fat to his body.
I heard that Miss Zhou's city is slowly starting to open up, and your dog's city is also following suit, and this tired city is gradually returning to its former bustle. Your dog asked for leave today, led the small one in the afternoon, stopped at the intersection, looked at the neat high-rise buildings, was stunned for a moment, pulled his hand down, and continued to walk forward. Countless traffic that doesn't belong to your dog passes, countless people who don't belong to your dog pass by, trees that fall off their leaves pass by your dog, they all pass by your dog, and we alternate briefly. We all belong to this city, but this city does not belong to us.
Nothing stays, a lot of things pass by your dog, and your dog loses again. It's a shame that your dog is like a turtle and just wants to shrink in its shell. What's even more ridiculous is that your dog always likes to say eternity as soon as he catches something.
Miss Zhou, do you remember that your dog often said that he was a half-immortal? Your dog will fantasize about fortune-telling, trying to get a little comfort, but no one can calculate our emotions, and I can't explain it. Your dog wanted to use the most sober reason to suppress emotions that shouldn't be, but it didn't work for Miss Zhou. With a lot of thoughts, you only hope that Miss Zhou can do well and give yourself some time to cross herself. The result doesn't matter anymore, what matters is the experience in the process, and you dog, will always be there.
Although your dog has a hard mouth, his heart will only be soft for Miss Zhou.
I'm your dog, forever chasing your sunflower.
Good night, my favorite Miss Zhou!