(Creation design, the male god is dead, forget it if you can't accept it, show your toughness) Brother, you have been gone for a few months, I always miss you, and I am going crazy thinking about it. I feel that everything is fate, and I, Guo Degang, probably hold my fate in your hands. Really, if I continue to live like this, I don't know if I will see you soon.
You left, with a relaxed body, a mirror, and a diary. It took a lot of effort for me to put away a little bit of my mood, but it was suddenly overthrown. The days we were together started over bit by bit. I didn't waste things. Every drop of memory, accompanied by sour tears, was in the endless The night was flowing. Sometimes, I thought I was going blind. However, at the moment of dawn, I still saw the warm feeling of the sun shining in. At that moment, I even felt that you were about to open the door and enter my room, urging me with a smile to have breakfast quickly, and then go to the racecourse with you.
In front of the tombstone, Guo Guo gently placed a bunch of green chrysanthemums there.
The green chrysanthemums are from eating too much roasted leeks. Why are you so vulgar?
You in the photo are exactly when I think you were the most beautiful, with no more or less wrinkles, almost no fat, and just the right amount of curls. No wonder there were so many little girls down there frantically calling your name and shouting I love you.
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