Don't come to the half-year-old music book, which is thousands of knots away from the intestines. It's hard to see each other, but it's easy to say goodbye, and the flowers in the jade building are like snow. I miss you secretly, and have nowhere to say it. I feel melancholy in the misty moonlight at night. Thinking about this moment is so emotional that my red sleeves are stained with tears.
Intention: Old things are as far away as the sky
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Why stop here! ! ! It's time for the stand-in joke! Ahhhhhhhh! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Why stop here! ! ! It's time for the stand-in joke! Ahhhhhhhh! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !