In the three years of high school, the passwords on the paper have been tossed and turned, and all I have left in your memory is a vague figure.
Years have passed, but that summer when the phoenix flower bloomed, we met again
Time played a huge joke, a white zebra met a white red-crowned crane
The waves are rolling with silence and kisses, the flowing clouds are slowly turning with expectation and love
The wind of youth blew so slowly, I almost forgot you and I at that time
Fortunately, we still waited.
This journey of youth has been so long that I have forgotten you
But I still like you so much
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