On a spring outing, with apricot blossoms blowing all over your head, which young man on the street is so charming?
"Little beggar, are you willing to go back home with me?"
He nodded blankly, as if he was still outside the chess game.
"Stupid Stone, I won, when will you come back?"
I listened to an ancient song called "To Dusk" and felt it was sad, so I opened my mind and wrote this sad article.
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