Science majors & liberal arts majors
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The sunshine in Ningcheng is bright, but it is a pity that Ningcheng has not had snow in winter for ten years.
"Jiujiu, can you not do reading comprehension?"
"Can't."
"Then can you write two more math questions?"
"No... Write, write, write."
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On the day Lin Qingjiu was leaving, it started to snow in Ningcheng.
[That year, I confessed to you on a snowy street corner]
"Jiujiu, I like you."
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I hope you will always be happy and worry-free, and I hope you are happy.
[The young man died in that sunny winter]
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If Dahai could send his thoughts, then Qin Muyuan would definitely send those three thousand unsent letters to Dahai, but unfortunately he couldn't. He could only look at the unopened envelope in his hand over and over again.
"Jiujiu, I miss you so much."
The evening sun is reflected on the sea
"Plop" seemed to be a sound coming from the sea. It turned out that someone had sent a letter.
Intention: Follow your heart and don't have any regrets.