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There are no traces of snow on the beach. If it weren't for the biting cold wind, perhaps no one would know that they are in winter and the waves are still raging...
"Haochen, did you hear it? This is the sound of the waves that I like..." She touched the necklace on her chest, lowered her head and muttered to herself. In the past, in her world, the sound of the waves was beautiful and sweet laughter; but now she can only tell herself...
"Listen, the sea is crying..."
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①This article contains a lot of spoken language, is easy to understand, and does not seem strenuous.
② A steady flow of water, a domineering president but not divorced from life.
③From youth campus to work and love, focus on the latter.
About the author
Born in July sunshine
life following the wind
Attachment to innocent dreams
Ancient, spooky, quiet, nostalgic, longing;
Crazy, sensitive, fragile intermittent "autistic" girl.
My favorites are juice, mango, code words, rainy days, and English songs.
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