It rained, suddenly. I made myself hot noodles and ate them. When I took the first bite of noodles, I felt as happy as a flying bird, but the next second I felt like crying again. How funny. In the end, I hid in the bathroom and cried like a ghost. This was even more outrageous. How crazy am I? Sometimes I really don't understand why I cry so inexplicably.
If you meet me, can you give me a flower?
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