Time flies by quickly, and beauty ages quickly. Who can not grow old?
Those indifferent, strong, hot, cold, forgotten, remembered, relieved and deep-rooted love will eventually become memories.
All these are the past that is gone and will eventually pass away, no matter it lasts forever, it still exists.
But even so, you still need to love, even if it is only for a day, because beauty is always unlovable.
The wind is blowing, my dear, where are you...
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