This article is a funny convulsion. The heroine is neither white nor suave. The only skill she can talk to is karate.
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Once, someone told me
"Youth is always fleeting. If you miss it, you won't come back. Passed away, you only
You can choose to accept it"
It's cruel, but very realistic.
I met you in the vast crowd and moved forward with your dreams
"The vast road to the end of the world is your wandering, searching and staying together is my footsteps."
Following the same steps as you.
Even behind the lonely figure is my lonely mood
But never regret is my eyes.