[Midsummer arrives, the wind blows in your ears, softening the years]
[On the playground, the girl walks on the runway. The dusk is beautiful and charming. She weaves a hazy dream. She makes a promise, and the hem of her skirt goes with the wind...]
["Hello everyone, my name is Mu Yan, the mist is vast, the sun is setting thousands of miles away..."]
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That midsummer...
//Family members please enter with caution (*￣￣)
Intention: vast mist and vast water, thousands of miles of setting sun at dusk