"The wind doesn't understand the drifting of clouds, the sky doesn't understand the desolation of rain, and the eyes don't understand the cowardice of tears, so you don't understand my choice, you don't have to
Understand my sadness, not everyone must be happy, and not every pain must be described. " He said.
The longing like wine makes you drunk as soon as you drink it. When you are drunk, you read the sad moonlight with all your enthusiasm. So, the moon is drunk, and the night is drunk.
Yes, he was drunk too. When you blend into the Milky Way, you will be quietly lighting up the sky with the bright moon; when you submerge into the grass, you will smile and work together with the breeze to dye the earth green. Only in this way can you treat the time that is gone forever.
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The daily update is amazing... That's just a cloud (hey). . I have always written in real time, and I am very good at saving manuscripts... Ahem, ignore it! Okay, and my copywriting is incompetent. ——By Liang