The past is gone, the present is gone
cute dividing line
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The death of his lover, the death of his friends, and the complicated fate made him deeply confused.
A song of mourning, expressing the sorrow of the world
Thousands of flowers disappear in the blink of an eye
That year, the sea of flowers was with you, and now, there are still ten miles of peach blossoms, but the person is dead and the piano is mourning.
There are flowers flying all over the ground, no one can see them, and who can listen to the song of mourning?
Let the memory go with the wind and with the heart
All things exist only by the heart, and disappear only by the heart