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I had a great and interesting conversation with the friendly barista at the café this morning, and it made my day better.
Our love is a wildfire.
The sound of a baby cooing, soft and gentle, a sound that feels like pure innocence and joy.
Heart is dead, tears are dry, can not look back soul also lead. Dream wake up, can not love, the past like smoke can not go. Also empty also real, also love also hate, leaves fall silent flower self-harm. Only way is, searching, cold and clear, sad and miserable; But helpless, everlasting sometimes do, this hate continuous no end period.
When we part, may our friendship last forever! Quiet Cham campus, you and I get along day and night, pen and ink blind date, morning and evening laughter, love as brothers, righteousness heavy Taishan, but the passage of time, the years do not return.
Every year there is wind, the wind blows every year, slowly that is long.
Your eyes are the deep feeling of the sea, full of flowers, degenerate all my warmth.