The poem behind the river

I live by the river.

Jiangcheng Hankou, you have grown up.

Now time has passed.

There are no flowers falling out of the window when writing.

Accumulate a lot, strive for progress, and strive for self-improvement

Face to face, face to face, face to face, face to face.

It really has nothing to do with rhinitis.

Poetry is in a team, and everyone can.

A questioner who hides his head at the beginning of a sentence.