If you can't hold the sand, it's better to lift him up. The sand in his hands was soaked with tears, and he was so reluctant to let go of his grasp. The sand soaked with tears also lay quietly in his hands. We are all waiting for the sky to clear up after the rain. After the weather clears, we can gently let go of our hands and watch the dry sand gently slip from our hands. The process is so slow, yet so long. We just blinked and let go. Yuan Gengwen
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