C104 An Old Friend of Another Country

I believe in love, but I also hate love.

What is love? Love is when two children play a game. At first, they had fun, but later, because of a small rock, they complemented each other. Then, because of the addition of another child, their love ended.

Xi'an is a good city, full of the ancient flavor, when I saw the ancient wall, I suddenly remembered the poem: "a red dust of a woman laugh