I always thought the love I had at that time was not true.
When you want to look back on the day we meet again, then you will remember that everything in the past is so nostalgic.
Goodbye, boy
Li Yin, maybe a long time later, it must be a long, long time later.
Time will eventually forget all traces related to you, and I will also forget all details related to you.
But I will remember that even if the strings are broken and there is no sound, you can keep singing. I can keep writing like this and keep writing.
On the other side of the string, there is my first youth and my final dream
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