
In the End, I Hope I Don't Miss It
by Yingyu
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Autumn, fallen leaves winter, snow spring, recovery In summer, cicadas chirp. Maybe this is the four seasons of the year. How many scenery are gradually missed, and how many people are gradually forgotten. Everyone will have something they want to keep, and they will also have something to lose. Who knows what is missed and what is gained.
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