The wind blows, blowing the cherry blossoms like snow
This kind of night is the day you leave. There is a round moon, but it is a rare day without tears. Because you told me that I won't cry when I'm without you... Now this is the only thing I can keep, right? !
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How could you bear to let Mr. Ka get a lunch like this! ! ! ! . . . . . . . . .
How could you bear to let Mr. Ka get a lunch like this! ! ! ! . . . . . . . . .