When time turns into weeds in the field of love.
As you gradually perfect your excuses.
As I gradually learn to be quiet and peaceful.
When my right hand gradually became cold, I used my left hand to hold my right hand.
Do you still remember that here, on the other side of the computer, there is such a girl who loves you deeply and deeply?
Maybe you have forgotten! Haha! I have been dancing alone since a long time ago.
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