Youth is both a poem and a painting. It is a young man who has a dream and puts it into action. It is also a matter of helplessness when the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes at night. It is a smile and a tearful eye. I only use the keyboard as a brush to paint the story of my youth.
"When Cai Xinli has a long conversation or talks about one thing with others, she always likes to say 'and then' or 'then' several times in between two sentences. Some people always wonder. She always smiles and says she is used to it, but she doesn't know that the reason for the habit is that she is afraid that there will be no more."
"Since the seventh grade, I feel like I have walked into a forest. I feel that my direction has not changed, but I can't go through the forest. Everything there seems to be in vain, and the only real things are the rumors floating in my ears. They are so real that I am always afraid that they will be blown to another person's ears by a gust of wind. This forest... Is called secret love, also called youth."
"On August 4, 2022, the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, Cai Xinjue stared at the check-in interface and smiled stupidly. It's great that the system has arranged their names together."
Purpose: fantasy persecution theory
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Spread flowers [cat's claw][cat's claw], and I won't see Dada Yishou's text for several weeks in a row. I will miss Dada Dada [spread your hands][spread your hands]