"I set sail at the starting point, and I return home at the end of the track."
She said that in her memory, he seemed to have traveled through light years. With the arrogance of a young man, she slowly and firmly extended her hand to him. He who she could not forget became a faded old photo, buried in her young and frivolous youth.
She said she wanted to use her dreams as horses and live up to her youth;
But this youth falls like a meteorite;
It hit her heart hard;
She is like a planet out of orbit;
Wandering aimlessly in the messy universe.
She said that time flies like an arrow, hitting the bullseye that has been hidden for many years.
"They all love freedom and are loyal to freedom."
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