Those separated time, sleeping in the lush summer, the memory is covered with rough window screen, and the impression is gradually blurred. I don't recognize you, I only know that you are still standing in the quiet black and white picture, your figure melting away in the darkness, but letting the sun's afterglow chase your face, lonely and warm, like a Greek boy under the night. At this moment, all the songs stopped suddenly and lost their notes; all the colors faded in an instant and lost their luster. The monsoon kisses gently and silently, the floating clouds move silently, the vegetation grows angrily, everything is quiet and everything moves. Without warning, it shattered in front of me, and since then, it has become my deepest nightmare.
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