
The Breeze Blows on My Face, I Walk Toward the Sun
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The stories of 17-year-olds always start in the most cheerful tone on a sunny day, as if the storyteller really doesn't know how sad the ending will be.
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梦难凭50mo ago
Looking at that ray of sunset, who is not full of longing for the future?
梦难
梦难凭50mo ago
I just want to finish writing about my unfinished youth.
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Community(0)
Official(2)Scraped 5d ago
梦难
梦难凭50mo ago
Looking at that ray of sunset, who is not full of longing for the future?
梦难
梦难凭50mo ago
I just want to finish writing about my unfinished youth.









