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There is growth in life, People have been evolving since birth From babbling, from toddling Looking back on the past, youth was like a photo album When you grow up, look at it again and blow away the dust on it It turns out that you have grown up unknowingly a long time ago . . . . . . For Wen Nuan, poplar is the direction of her life As everyone knows, the warmth in Yang Mu's heart is his little sun This is a story about growing up...
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