In early summer, you came up with a guitar on your back, raised your hand, and lightly picked the strings. It felt like you were in another world, you looked up, your eyes were psychedelic, which made the whole garden sigh. In midsummer, you were dressed in white, opened your mouth, sang Nanyin in ecstasy, twitched the corners of your mouth, smiled, and said all the small touches, leaving the whole audience screaming. At the end of summer, your heart is full of emotion, blinking, sporadic tenderness, singing quietly, bit by bit, how can you not shed tears? This life is only for one person.
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