"The world runs past on the strings of the hesitant heart, playing melancholy music."
——"The Collection of Flying Birds"
*Contrast attack of affectionate yuppie x Gentle school sweetheart
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The wind and snow outside the window are still there.
The biting cold wind hesitates and is about to go far away, disappearing in an unknown corner, becoming a hope that the clouds can no longer find.
From spring to winter.
But the howling wind never returned.
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Many years later, little did they know that the warm sunshine of winter would come quietly again in late summer and early autumn.
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"Even if there are no stars in the sky tonight,
The world will eventually present a romantic chapter that belongs to us. "
At that moment, the fragrance of lavender overflowed the auditorium and music played.
The rhythm is unforgettable and the love is loyal.
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*Next year, he
Intention: The world is floating in uncertainty, walking alone in the wind.
