Manzhushahua, the flowers bloom and the leaves fall, the leaves grow and the flowers wither, the flowers and leaves will never see each other.
A single thought, a mistake, a fate destined to be missed.
Since we can't do whatever we want while alive, I will sacrifice my life to give you your freedom. Walk faster by the river on the third trip, and don't forget that there is someone waiting for you.
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