A mist-like memory of a woman's tumultuous encounters
The past is like smoke,
Can't see clearly.
Ups and downs like water,
Whether with the influx of memories,
Change the established trajectory?
He who is so entangled,
Is it still the same?
Wait for me there?
[Completed] Series 1 of "Suhua in the Mist Years":
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