"The Last Snow This Winter"
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When feelings begin,
What to say------------------give up!
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Leaves are wings that cannot fly,
wings,
It's a leaf falling from the sky!
Snow is the tears of angels,
And your tears,
But it is my heart-wrenching devil......
Passing through the dense woods, we arrived at the cabin recorded in the DV.
Find the banyan tree that was sleeping and woke up countless times.
Digging away the dirt with trembling hands.
Found the sealed box,
Inside is,
That diary that you hold dear.
Gently open the slightly yellowed paper, and the strong and powerful handwriting comes into view.
Looking at the articles about myself, tears gradually blurred my vision.
Remembered!
All remembered.
All those things about the past, all those things about you......
The story begins here......