Super Uncle

This is the last one, even in modern times it's hard to find a copy for under 5 million yen.,As the cold night wind blew, Xiao Quan shivered. This Qin Xiu, though magnificent, offered no warmth and was far less practical than a down jacket.,He gazed at the bright moon in the sky, and was reminded of a particularly fitting poem. He couldn't help but recite: "Before my bed, the bright moon shines, / Like frost on the ground it seems to be. / I lift my head to see the moon high, / And lower my head to think of home."。