It feels good not to master the steering wheel by myself. I'm really traveling as a co pilot. Following the scenery flowing outside the car window, Manhattan stereo plays favorite music and responds to the funny jokes of Le Xiaolou sentence by sentence. Happy, comfortable and comfortable, it feels good to paint every cloudy day into brilliance, deduce every sunny day into romance, and give your eyes to all things in heaven and earth.

This weekend is quite lively. In addition to me, Le Xiaolou invited another younger student, surnamed Tang and Guochun, from Youyang County, Chongqing. Youyang peach blossom garden is famous all over the world. The beautiful mountains and waters carve out small jasper with skin like congealed fat, which also nourishes the boys to be smart and handsome. Guochun's younger brother has a nose and eyes. He is a talented person. He is lively and naughty. He can fry beans and cook good dishes. People are like their name. When spring comes, laughter rings, like a spring breeze, a flower blooms. Guochun's parents must like the song "spring of the north" and named their son in the melodious and graceful song. I can't help but relish the classic and hum the last paragraph: "the pavilion, the white birch, the long blue sky, the slight wind from the south, the magnolia flowers bloom, the spring in the north, ah, the spring in the North has come. I don't know that the seasons have changed in the city, I don't know that the seasons have changed, and my mother is sending a package and cold clothes to resist the severe winter. Hometown, hometown, my hometown, when can I return to your arms."