A clan of poems and books, a place of prosperous flowers and willows, a time of turbulent thoughts
Try my best to keep you
It will be painful as if there is a mouthful of sand in your mouth
I will fantasize about crying loudly in your arms
Will kiss each other with tears in their eyes
Let's live up to our youth together
I'm waiting
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