Like roses blooming continuously, intense red, pure white, happy pink, suffocating purple, and sad black——
Those are all our lives——
High in the sky, gray, deep in the sea, gray, looking up at the sky, we have cried, we have all cried, even if it is tragic, even if it is sad, we still want to love, we still want to love, bathe in the fire, be reborn, fly high in the name of love
Pray devoutly, we all must remember that we once collapsed and were destroyed
This stunning love has shaken the heaven and the earth. We are no longer weak and can no longer be bullied. We hug each other with all our strength, fly again, and celebrate together.
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This is my first time writing ancient prose, please support me O(∩_∩)O~
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