Some love is destined to be scattered all over the world. Some people know love but are destined to miss it. But the beauty of the past is in my heart. Even if you leave, I still love...
I would also like to ask myself when I was younger, whether I was simply overdoing it at that time, or I was not brave and exaggerated, or I didn't see it clearly from beginning to end, but I feel even more powerless...
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