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In this world, there is always some love that is not born at the right time, and can only be secretly hidden in the gap in the corner of the heart. Even if it hurts, you must be careful... In April, I will always think of some long-lost people, and my thoughts are like small migratory creatures, swimming upstream, looking for the first touch. In April, there will always be some stories that have been dusted for a long time, jumping like the sunshine falling on the palm, becoming clear again, warm and distant memories. A book is like a lifetime. How can it be so radiant and blurry that it can leave traces in the corners of your eyes? How can it be arranged and arranged so that it can take root in your heart? As we leave summer in August, I would like to dedicate "Crying" to those we have loved, those we have missed, and those who have passed away. May all be well with us. Things in the world are running smoothly. Is there anything more touching than love?
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