The new version of the personal magazine Weibo is being pre-ordered. Friends who are willing to collect it can pay attention to it.
The dense thoughts grew into a dark blue forest, and I was the only one wandering in it. In addition to being patient, I am still patient. I see my heart blooming, decaying and decadent alone in the dark night.
I have spent my entire youth asking what love is, and even now, ten years later, I still can't figure it out. We are still alive, you are still next to me, you can still touch, you can still cuddle. This is not the whole of life, but it makes us indulge in it forever.
Why bother asking again, that word that neither you nor I have said, cold and warm can only be felt by the body from now on.
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