According to the legend, clothes are given in September and silk baskets fall in October...
Myself and my own shadow on the crystal wall, the unique tenderness of boys and the eternal splendor of hibiscus flowers...
Lower your head, raise your eyes, smile, hug, scream. That September will never be defeated.
But.
Sister, you can be reborn after death. Only then can a bright flower bloom on the street in September.
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