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If it blooms, I like it; If the flower falls, give up. Accompany you on the road full of joy because of the scenery, not because of you.
Once I was a wayward child, wayward thought that you only belong to me, I only belong to you. Thank you for telling me that no one in this world belongs to anyone, and we will only belong to ourselves after all.
Learn to be generous and pay for your heart.
From then on, we bid farewell to a period of pure youth, a period of young frivolous years, an era full of fantasy.