Huanhuaji, the Huanhuaji in my heart, although it records the pain of many people, and many people search for it with their wishes, but they all leave behind pain. In my eyes, it is like the sentence "Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river of spring water flowing eastward."
After Huanhua talked about it, the dust settled.
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Lin Qianluo said that she was a green leaf, and in the end she turned into spring mud like a green leaf to protect the flowers; Moge said that he loved her, and his wish came true, but he forgot his wish.