Dedicated to Yi Xi, Luo Ya and Milos - To the messenger of memories
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The first half of my life was a jar of salvia preserves with mixed bitterness and sweetness.
The people on the small island are obsessed with looking at the sea.
Beloved friend,
Please don't resign from that palm-leaf house.
Intention: If the fog and water are reunited, even if they are reunited, they will never be able to count.