As the saying goes: "Birds and fish follow different paths."
The boy with broken wings fell into the deep sea, illuminating her poor and empty soul.
The fish swim freely in the waves of the years, forgetting the bright light of late autumn.
The longing is invisible, the longing is silent, and now the feeling of falling flowers is strong.
"A girl who fears social isolation VS an introverted boy with low self-esteem"
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Intention: It's not too late for mulberry trees to grow, and it's not too late for green plum trees to grow