I use my singing voice to sing the lingering tenderness; I use my piano to play the deep love; when all this is like the wind, dissipated in the boundless time and space; I also want you to remember that we held hands together that summer. If one day we are separated, all love will return to the starting point and start over again. We are destined to meet again in the vast sea of people and perform this song together again.
Let the destined two people once again perform a happy song together forever...
The short stories Xiao Jin wrote when he was young are almost getting moldy in the folder. Take them out and show them! If your teeth are sore, just pretend you didn't see it!
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