Wood Color is Fir
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She is obviously drifting on the sea, but she always wants to find a dock to dock. When you finally land, you don't know where to go? Standing at the crossroads of destiny, with wind and rain on both sides, I can only bite the bullet and move forward in a hurry. Some say she is too greedy, some say she is too cool, and some say she is never serious. But few people saw her coming and going, like floating clouds... Like a rootless fir tree... If it weren't for the vastness of the world, how could it accommodate her wanderings all the way? If she couldn't help it, how could she have been trapped by so many regrets for half her life. However, life is like a play, and play is like a dream. She cannot wake up to her fate in the human world.
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