——It's just that we all inadvertently gave up on that possible future.
Sari Aoki slowly pushed her paint-off bicycle up the slope.
She looked back at the road she had to walk every day:
The number of people on the road has gradually decreased, and only three or two groups of people gathered in front of the school. The sunshine in March is very quiet and warm, and the cherry blossom trees beside the road are fluttering some pink petals.
She raised her hand, not knowing who to wave to. Then without hesitation, he turned around and stepped into the car to leave.
——We all have to embark on the road of ultimately walking alone.
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To my lost junior high school days.
And the high school time that has just begun but is also passing away.
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2015.02.14 Valentine's Day newspaper greetings [.
#May all the lovers in the world be long-lost brothers and sisters#