Behind his smile, there is a scene of the sunset, so beautiful. Many years later, I listened to a song called "The Age of Floating White Clothes": When the autumn wind blows your hair, on the shoulders of the red sunset... This picture of a sunset boy is in front of me.
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Let's write a little extra about the baby's daily life.
Let's write a little extra about the baby's daily life.