They graduated from the same high school, but had completely different life experiences and endings, covering the workplace, school, entertainment industry, and some dark corners - they originally belonged to different worlds, but they ended up in the same place by different paths. Some are dormant, some are dazzling, some are withering, and some are blooming. They are all small people in a big era.
We passed each other many years later, but it was as if we were separated by a solid fortress and out of reach.
The most beautiful so-called worth in life is exactly under the Tangli tree that you can never go back to.
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The rose blooms quietly in the silence, with a scorching appearance that is hard to distinguish between good and evil; the gray sparrow flies to the top of the golden tree branch but does not become a phoenix; the once most pure and lovely goddess has become a prostitute and is unbearable. Maybe all this was just a dream that the girls had under the Tangli tree that afternoon.
"After all, no one among us won." The red lotus reflected in the water, she walked slowly in the clear ripples, low-key but beautiful.