On that starry night, we remembered the vows we made in our youth... Now, everything has withered. Amid those broken walls, who is left to bear witness to the riotous colors of our youth? Beneath that sky, there was once youthful laughter and tears. Where have the drifting leaves gone now? Quietly, I hold your hand, leaving a trace of our youth behind…
Haha, remove me. It turns out I am so annoying.
The 281st Duke of Windsor, Miss Vitira. . .
What's that for? . .
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O(∩_∩)O Ha! Well written, applause!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Give you a massage. . .
I think it's necessary to ask everyone's gender
Don't be surprised, just don't scare me
Looking forward to the following Ing\\\\\\\\O(∩_∩)O hahaha ~ write quickly
Support! Come on, it looks good