You said, the red lotus blossoms and the wedding dress is like fire.
Have you ever thought that when the flowers are in full bloom, the end of your fiery red hydrangea is not held by me.
The lotus blooms and withers, and then blooms again. Year after year, it remains so dazzling, just like the green tree outside the lotus pond. The life you promised is no match for what the world has to offer!
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