As I grow old, my heart is always full of worries. When I get sick, my hair turns gray. My heart is not as white as the fire in the furnace, and my hair is more white than the frost on the bricks. Nanbin City is the farthest from the Three Gorges, and the winter solstice night is long. Tonight, I feel the coldness in the room, and I ask Meng Guang for winter clothes.

The price of the concubine is rising today. Brother Feng has perfectly grasped the corresponding point. Putting aside the chaotic navigation situation yesterday, another 20,000 tons of oil are in hand. The roc rises with the wind one day and soars to 90,000 miles. Follow the right person and do the right thing #ETH #BTC