
You Are the Paradise I Can't Find
About This Novel
Many youths are probably festered in the abundant rain of time. Many boys and girls are accustomed to missing the red and green playgrounds they walked under the red sun. Many distant sounds disappeared in the sky, and then quickly sank toward the horizon. Many sunrises and sunsets turned into scattered moonlight in the world, and on the face of the years, white tears shone brightly and dimly. Just like before, the clouds that stayed in the sky for a long time and the face gradually turned red. Just like that day, the water condensing in the middle of the river and the eyes gradually became colder. Just like every year in the past, autumn coolness spreads to every street, stops at every window, and wraps around every string. But, I am no longer the owner of that white dress. You are not the sad young man watching the wind on the embankment.
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