Drunkenly Resting Head Against Rivers and Mountains: Three hundred and thirty-three, beg the monthly ticket!

It ’s almost September 1 and school is about to begin,

My son is having fun every day,

His old man is too busy with his head to choose a school,

Busy, live with food and drink, and be energetic outside,

When I get home, I have a headache and play like a dead dog,

This chapter lie down and climb up, climb up and lie down, struggling to finally come out,

I have said three changes a day, so as long as I can sustain it, I must honor it!

On the 29th of today, the last three days at the end of the month are exactly two days and a few hours,

Every bookmate has a monthly pass, please vote for me!

I ’m going to take a rest, tomorrow ’s update will not shrink,

I ’m okay!

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