Your light shines into my river, forming a brilliant sea, but there is a place that you can't shine on. I stay there stubbornly and desperately looking at the colorful halo on the opposite side. When I decided to step into your light, you have gradually receded, and I am still greeted by darkness, darkness day and night.
I am watching in the season without spring and color. I hope to climb over a continuous mountain and shoot across an endless sea, where I will end. The white fingertips turned into flowing colors. When he accompanied me to see the Jiangsesu, he took my hand and said to me, Jiangsesu, you silly girl, I like you!
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