In fact, it is a memory of that year.
Relaxed September, nervous October, anxious November, desperate December, numb January, "fulfilling" February, wandering March, suddenly enlightened April, busy May, sad June, diligent July, running around in August, bored waiting in September, October gone away, it turns out that time flies, it is another year.
I desperately want to retrieve some lost memories in order to be separated again many years later. Also to give myself the courage to persevere when I am hesitant about facing the challenge of fate again. The sun always shines after the storm, and there must be clear sky behind the dark clouds.
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He expressed that he also wanted to see the underwear show, but he was unhappy without the catwalk.
He expressed that he also wanted to see the underwear show, but he was unhappy without the catwalk.