The blue sky is your figure, the memories that have been planted, and the certainty of our happiness. With me by your side, let the pain and sorrow fly across the sky with the shooting stars. When the feelings are in my heart, they will not fade away slowly. My love will accompany you to get hurt, and will not let you get hurt. A person becomes a sad meteor, a desolate one. My love is the drizzle that the stars fall for you, and the romantic tenderness is the freedom promised to you. When I become a star, it is my waiting for you, and it will not become a ruin where love is buried...
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