New Fermented Fermented Rice Xi Murong
if you treat me
Like a failed cup of new fermented rice
Let the burning memory cool down
Let that glorious longing be shattered from now on
I have nothing to resent
There are many in this world
Abandoned destiny Abandoned heart
In the brewing process, actually
There's nothing I can control
including temperature and humidity
including happiness
I'm not very good at writing copy, so I was lazy.
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