When I saw you, my brow was full of joy.

Xianxian left a message under my letter. Is this a love letter?

I told her naughtily: You write me a love letter.

Actually, it's just a joke.

But just now, a beautiful little poem caught my eye.

It was a name when I first met her. Dancing on the moon, a name that feels particularly fairy. So, I have been calling her: Xianxian.

I am a person who especially likes to judge people by their names. A name can tell a lot about a person's temper, anyway, I think so.

Of course, you don't need to ask me what your temper is. I have feelings for myself, so I can't say it. However, as long as I like it, that's enough.

Fairy fairy is like this, I like it, that's enough.

I said, like women, praise women. I always feel that women are gentle and warm, more gentle than men.

I'm glad to meet the woman I should meet.

Meet the fairy fairy, beautiful you.

Thank you.

To aunt bi

Blue waves are like mirrors.

Lotus dance.

The wind rippled.

Aromatic world

? -Dancing on the moon.