@annes
The encounter of the season is to fall in love with the dream of burial love, the encounter of youth is to miss the wasted years, the encounter of life course wandering in the flower season ocean, and the course of life in the years. The cold winter tells the pedestrians on the road of life, tells the white clouds that stand on the blue sky, tells the life that no one cares about. It was cold and cold.
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