Winter
It is also a metaphor and the "witness" of all first love.
Not everyone is looking forward to the beginning of winter
me too
Afraid that Beginning of Winter is coming
"You abandoned me again"
Like is not like love
Love needs to be vigorous and passionate
But I never learn
"Can't learn to face this relationship"
I like it to be sour
More astringent than summer lemonade
I have fantasized about our future countless times
Friendship, mortal enemy, but God gave me the third kind
Why is it "love"?
I dare not think about it or face it
But praying again and again has already revealed my hope
God, if you can really appear
Please leave all happiness to her
May God
"Bless her to have a safe and smooth life."
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November 10, 2025
Anthology of Short Essays "Secret Love" Lily
Concept: Winter and you in Linhe
