She was just such an ordinary girl, but it was because of that damn jade bracelet that brought her into this strange era.
But it made her meet him.
I thought it was just my dream, but it turns out it really does exist.
Is it a passing guest or a returning guest?
He always looked calm until he met her. She was truly his undoing.
Should I stay here and abandon the past, or should I just leave and forget everything here? She began to hesitate whether to be a caged bird for love or to give up the love in her heart for freedom. She didn't know, she only knew that she was confused.
If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly?
Not only people but also plants and trees all have feelings, it would be better not to encounter the beauty of the city
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I admit that the previous part is very poorly written, but to completely fix it is to almost reinvent the wheel, so even if it is modified, it will only be a slight adjustment.
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A first-person essay about opening a campus—"Heroic Dreams in a Tired Life"
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