Breeze moonlight, blessing quietly walk. Deep white clouds thousands of mountains far away, the piece of warmth forever. Care filaments cut constantly, turn around the fingers soft. I wish you a happy morning, happiness without end!
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The following day
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Thousands of beautiful futures are not worth a warm present; Every real present is the future we once imagined.
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