If I love you, I will never be like a climbing flower that uses your high branches to show off. If I love you, I will never imitate the infatuated bird that repeats a monotonous song for the green shade. It is also more than like a spring that brings cool comfort all the year round. It is also more than like a dangerous peak that increases your height and sets off your majesty. Even daylight. Even spring rain. No, these are not enough! I must be a kapok tree near you, standing with you as the image of a tree. . . ——"To the Oak Tree (Shu Ting)"
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I've been thinking recently about whether to repair it or not. I'll lock it first.