I still remember that time when you were standing under the birch tree
For a moment, I thought the sun was shining just for you
Even the butterflies are spinning around you
It's such a beautiful picture
I feel miserable for no reason
So I decided to calm the sadness in your eyes
In the end, tears fell into a lake, but the gentle smile in your eyes never bloomed for me
Indifference becomes the most beautiful scenery in your eyes
——Duan Yimo
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