No rules, no rules?
I don't think there are no legends in the city.
Everyone has a story, and every story is a legend.
Every woman has a heart, and every heart is a legend.
She is a woman,
When she changed from a girl to a woman,
She had the consciousness to face the storm alone.
He is a young man,
He has handsome men like clouds and beautiful women like flowers. He can be moody, laugh and curse,
When he meets a woman who wants to become stronger, he can become stronger.
He is a boy,
The bag is empty, but the chest contains a blue sky,
When the love in his heart is greater than everything else, he is qualified to give up flying.
Do we have to wait until the blood in the body has stagnated before we can stop?
Does the meaning of life have to be continuation?
When the phoenix rises to nirvana and is reborn with glory, will you discover that the world is not always dark...
She has no regrets. There can be no regrets either. If you make a choice, go ahead bravely. If there are no rules, it will be a circle of its own.
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