I would like to write this article to commemorate a friend who likes Internet king CP Tsukagoshi very much. Maybe none of us can reach that initial point and our final point. Giving up halfway is not the goal of our life. Remember the way we clenched our fists and swore an oath. The innocence and beauty of the past no longer exist overnight. The only memory left is the bitter taste of coffee. In the memory, I vaguely remember your flamboyant smiling face. I don't hate it anymore. Maybe I have never been able to hate people, not before, not now. No, I think I will never learn to hate someone in the future, it will make me sad. Yan Yan, if you can still read this text, I think I can tell you to the sky, let the past pass, I no longer hate you, everything you have done I will treat it as a dream, in the past, although we can no longer go back to the past, at least we can let go of our mutual hatred.
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