Will we get tired? Sometimes I wonder.
Why should we take on this responsibility that does not belong to us?
Why. We would become such strangers. . .
This is the sick version. . .
The withering of cherry blossoms naturally has its rules.
So why do we cry under rules?
The wind always brings unknown sorrow.
So, what kind of memorial should be used to commemorate our sorrow?
This is the literary version. . .
This article is only for my most cherished friends.
——Yu XinAnd Chenchen
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