"Shaha, Shaha." Song Jinxiu felt so embarrassed, but luckily she was facing away and no one saw her.
"It's so delicious." I took one bite after another. The skin was thin and the filling was rich. My mouth was full of meaty aroma and some soup burst out.
From now on I will have to pack it up every day.
After eating the dumplings, I was about to go out with my lunch box. When I passed by the fried dough stick shop next door, I packed up twenty freshly baked fried dough sticks.
I returned to the room, packed up my things, emptied my lunch box, and checked out.
They walked along the road, bought and ate, and packed their food into their own big cloth bags.
Because I couldn't remember the way, I had to use the stupid method and walk back along the way.
Until they reached the Bund, where she got off the bus yesterday.
The Bund in the early morning is shrouded in a faint glow, making it look even more magnificent.
Song Jinxiu was admiring the beautiful scenery, but she didn't know that she had also become a beautiful scenery in the eyes of others!
The morning sun shines on the earth and also on her. A young girl gazes into the distance.
There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and I don’t know what happy thing he was thinking about.
Those who came out to collect folk songs quickly recorded this beautiful moment.
The back view always represents loneliness, but this girl’s back view can bring people joy and expectation!
That is a beautiful expectation for the future and life!
What was Song Jinxiu thinking about? She was thinking about that small Western-style house. When would she finally own one?
Just thinking about it makes me happy. Thirty years later, I still want to aspire to be a landlady.
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