These days
It's better to be a passerby
I only have to be responsible for watching the show and cheering
No need to be abused and abandoned
What a pity
These days, not even a passerby can avoid being shot away.
The protagonist is unhappy and pulls you to die together, leaving you at the bottom
When he was reborn and watched the sunset holding hands with his other half
You, a passerby, can only bite your handkerchief, lie on the ground with a sore back and weak legs, waiting for someone to be kind enough to call him 120.
What does this article say?
This article tells the story of a guy who wants to be a passerby
(Forgive me for not being able to write copy...)
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