That boy with some natural black hair and straw hat,
Once I saw the girl's true face,
Hidden behind that disguise is...
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The flower language of lavender is waiting for love
Then I'm waiting for you
Waiting for you to stand in the sea of lavender flowers
Shout to me:
you are my lavender
All my life...
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This article is a short story, with no more than twenty chapters, so please rest assured.
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