I kept wondering why it could occupy my mind, change my smile, or even control my behavior?
My thoughts rotted in this rainy season, emitting an unbearable smell.
When I passed the old street, when pieces of pear blossoms were scattered above my head, when there were people dancing wildly on my face... I understood that the reason why it could do this was because I gave it the right to do so in the first place. ------Inscription
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