In that sunset evening, Chen Meng turned around and left, thinking silently in his heart, when you look back, will I still be there? The moonlight shone on the ancient long street, and Lin Xingze stood quietly, looking in her direction, expecting her to look back, fearing that the answer would be empty. The wind picked up a fallen leaf and floated over his shoulder. He whispered to himself, when you look back, I will still be there. Walking on the forest path after the rain, she looked back, only to find that the familiar figure had disappeared into the distance. The waves were lapping at the coast. He looked at the waves and silently made a wish in his heart. When you look back, I would like to turn into a seagull and fly with you.
Chen Meng stood in front of the window, staring at the night scene outside the window, with ripples in his heart, waiting for you to look back, I am still here, waiting for your return. Flowers bloom and fall, the years are like songs, Lin Xingze stands on the bridge, looking to the other side, waiting for you to look back, I will still guard this agreement. On a starry night, she looked up at the starry sky and imagined his figure. When you look back, I would like to turn into stars and light your way. Snowflakes fell, covering the whole town. He stood in the snow, waiting for her figure, waiting for you to look back, I am still here, waiting for you. The spring breeze blew through the fields, and he looked into the distance, full of expectations. When you look back, I would like to turn into a piece of greenery and accompany you through the four seasons.
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