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Like a flower, like a dream
It's our brief encounter
lingering whisper
Rouge tears fall down the alley
Listening to the wind quietly, heartache
Memories are embedded in the waning moon
Sad thoughts arise secretly, it is difficult to meet again
Indulging in idiotic dreams
I am no longer looking for you in this life
The passing face sighs
It turns deserted and swims past
All that's left is the crazy dream in front of the flowers
Lonely painting of mandarin ducks looking at each other
It's me who's having sex
I no longer understand deep love, and I feel haggard
dissipate in mist
;——Hu Yanglin "I am the infatuated seed"
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The male protagonist is not a virgin; the male protagonist is not a noob; the male protagonist is not a sinister person; the male protagonist is not omnipotent! ! Not NP!!
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