The majestic sapphire-like sea, with rolling waves washing over and over again towards the long coastline, exudes a thrilling and majestic beauty.
The playful and mighty waves seemed to deliberately cover up the contentment and joy of the pair of green people on the shore, and they kept playing a booming and loud music.
The blushing sunset at the junction of sea and sky seems to be intoxicated by the warmth of this moment, and the gentle wind also tells of deep love;
Outside the turbulent world, between the concentrated thoughts, everything seems to be perfected by the beauty of this moment. I only regret that the endless button pressing can make the torrent of time stop at this moment; I only regret that there is no magic.
The paintbrush can engrave this tender picture forever...
Driving on the way back, the groggy Qin Xiaoman seemed to suddenly wake up from a beautiful dreamland, and suddenly remembered the purpose of going out today.
"What a tragedy. I originally had something to do when I came out today."
Yan Zisong still had an understatement on his face, "Isn't it just a class reunion? Forget it if you don't go."
It was only then that Qin Xiaoman thought of questioning his behavior of lurking in her community. She turned to look at him in confusion, feeling puzzled.
"How did you know that our class is having a gathering today?"
Yan Zisong pursed his lips and smiled, a hint of helpless and unruly expression flashed across his handsome and handsome face.
Of course he knew. He even knew that the venue of the party was Qiu Cui Building and that the time of attendance was five hours ago...
Because he was the one who ordered the banquet for this party; in fact, he had already treated his classmates to dinner five times in vain!
The golden autumn brings refreshment, the fragrance of cinnamon stamens blooms, and it is the time to welcome the new year again!
A bright red and eye-catching welcome banner hangs on the majestic gate of University B.
On both sides of the main road facing the main gate, the orientation offices of each college have red flags waving, huge crowds of people, loud gongs and drums, and firecrackers blasting! (Hey, please ignore the last two sentences automatically)
However, in an inconspicuous corner behind one of the party members' service desks, there was a man sitting quietly. He was concentrating on flipping through the "Modern Commentary on the Book of Songs" in his hand, sometimes raising his eyebrows and nodding; sometimes shaking his head and sighing, as if he was indifferent to the noise around him.
Nothing is known about the tumultuous scene.
"Chu Songnian!"
Suddenly, a sharp and angry female voice interrupted the male classmate who was concentrating mercilessly, and an upright and energetic face calmly raised its head.
He wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, has a fair complexion, and his hair is neatly trimmed. He has a unique air of elegance in the south of the Yangtze River. His whole person is full of bookishness and appears to be indescribably polite and elegant.