When I think of my teenage years, what I probably remember in an instant is the ray of sunshine at the entrance of the alley. It is warm and warm, but extremely soft. It falls on the boy's shoulder. From a distance, it seems that the sun is going to travel with him...
Song Manman followed him with small steps, walking slowly. She thought of separation, a real separation...
She was filled with sadness, which probably reflected her entanglement and unwillingness towards him over the past few years.
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The sunset is endless, and looking at it will only make you sadder.