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Lonely fleeting years, dreams grow up gradually, make a smile of the mood, the heart will be gentle and melodious. In life, if there are really no regrets, it means that you just want to start over. The years are still like songs, and the years are always like dreams. Accustomed to wandering in loneliness, accustomed to staying in chaos, picking up the memory of being lost, with a little helpless, a little sad, wandering in the hustle and bustle of the world, waiting for the passing of time in the rush.