C312 The Day Before the Start

There were some lotus flowers in the pond, white as jade, pink as dawn, and in the pond there were pairs of mandarin ducks, gently brushing their feathers on the surface of the lake, their movements tactful and graceful, their boasts touching the surface and rippling with the water.

Luo Momo really liked the feeling of this place, but it was not her home after all. It was enough to appreciate it