Have you ever tasted the scent of camellia flowers? It's astringent with a bit of sweetness, and there's a bit of fondness in the nostalgia. The stronger the fragrance of the flowers, the heavier the missing. Why am I feeling nothing, just because I'm not good enough? When the camellias bloomed, the capital was in full swing, and all the flowers were in bloom. They were no longer the lovers who loved each other before. And why are we here now, why did we meet, and why did we separate? Who gives the answer to whom in the end. We fell in love behind the bright light, groped in the dark, and finally lost our love to time. Why did you hollow out your heart, cover up even the last light, and leave no trace of hope for me. They ask me why my love hurts so much? I said, my world is covered with dark clouds everywhere, and the knot between us cannot be untied or severed. I can only look at it from a distance, across the brilliant light and sea, looking at countless sorrows...
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