Among my favorite English songs, there is a song called "Wake me up when september ends".
So as I listened, I remembered this story.
It is such a difficult life for each of us. We cannot do whatever we want, and we cannot lose everything.
Sometimes you know you will lose it, but you can only let it go.
Maybe in a lonely city, there will be a small luxury.
Wait until September and wake me up again.
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