It turns out that you can do it without pretending. It turns out that reason is not always with you. It turns out that I am not as strong as I imagined. It turns out that I am still the same little girl.
I like that woman who is always elegant, I like An Yiru's faint sadness, I like those sad words and poems that have no beginning or end, but it turns out that I am still sensitive. Looking forward to growing up
I don't know when it started to change quietly, and I entered every thread of life. It turned out that I was really living a life. However, the time was too narrow and the fingers were too wide to allow people to stop for a while. I could only keep moving forward. I like this school very much. Although it is so small and rundown, at least I still have something to learn and happiness.
Kind-hearted roommates, a few ordinary girls' happiness, holding hands to eat, shopping together, sharing jokes or words that only each other can understand, I am really grateful. University is still as beautiful as before, nothing has changed.
But there will be loneliness, there will be no reason, no need for a reason, just like Rao Xueman's youth pain that came violently and unexpectedly, it is unnecessary, in fact, it is really unnecessary.
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