I'm not good at math, but I know that poetry is in front of me and I will say 520.
My English is not good, but I can spell Cecilia.
I'm not good at politics, but I know that poetry is definitely not a anthomaniac.
My history is not good, but I know that Shishi is a princess who has been waiting for her brother for thousands of years.
I'm not good at art, but I can draw poems by imagination.
My music is not good, but I can sing God's tears.
I am not good at sports, but my heart will travel around the world with poetry.
I'm not good at geography, but I know there is a girl named Liu Shishi in Dongcheng.
I'm not good at physics, but I know that lions revolve around poetry.
I am not good at chemistry, but I know that under any conditions: poetry+lion = happiness.
I am not good at biology, but I can see the efforts of poetry without a microscope. Walking on thin ice, who is gentle and kind, persistent for love; Smart girl. Martel Joshi, still smiling, is her. Legend of the Sword and the Chivalrous Man 3, the princess Solanum nigrum of Jiang Guo who has lived for thousands of years is her. Xuanyuanjian, the unruly woman with strong appearance and fragile heart, is her. In other words, she has too much, which is unclear and unclear. However, she left a special memory in the hearts of countless little lions. Every time the sun rises, night falls. However, she has not changed, but she will never change. Just like the heart of a lion who loves poetry, it is so pure, transparent and flawless. Just a simple word "love" can be expressed. Perhaps, some people think that some post-90s lions are spoiled, and idolization is just a thing that transcends everything and will soon be forgotten. But you know, our little hearts have big dreams. Dreams may be unrealistic. Because, it was just a dream, like a bubble blown by a child under a meter of sunshine, it was shattered. But if so, this is not just a dream, but a hope. Forever hope. In short, we chased Liu Shishi together in those years. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . There are always many dreams in life, and there are few poems in them. I made a wish to dream of poetry, dreaming that poetry is cool and cool. Eating at the same table and talking about the snowy moon, only later did we know that we hated each other. Conan always wakes up from his dreams and remembers the past with a smile. I didn't know the dream was real until I went downstairs. I was asked to walk in the street. Looking at the night scene behind the flower street, poetry laughs more than beauty. Shen Yuan was in a daze, smiling and smiling. I blushed and had to follow the poem. Poetry holds my hand and makes me tremble. Holding the poem in hand, walk slowly step by step. Before I knew it, it was ten o'clock, and I drove my Mercedes to the top of the mountain. Look at the meteor and make a wish, shouting I love poetry. She plays the innocent Ye Fenghe, the kind-hearted Roche girl, the fair and just Xin Niang, the attractive yellow dress girl, the spoony and just Mu Nianci, Yin Shuangshuang who dares to pay, the weak and delicate Solanum nigrum, the stubborn and persistent Zhao Jiayi, the crisp and neat Yan Sanniang, the cautious and rational Marta Ruoxi, the strong-willed Tart who pulls her out, the beautiful and optimistic Shattina, the smart and intelligent Yang Jia, and the dreamy Jia Yi.