In June and July, the encounter between the warm and humid air brought by the summer monsoon and the cold air from the north is destined to be uneven.
Evenly matched, they faced off for a long time and were in a stalemate.
What is left is a season of rainy season and the ground is damp.
After that, it's just that you left and I didn't come. I came and you left.
The moss in my heart is green, I just want to go back to the old days.
This hatred lasts forever, and I dream about the rain that year.
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Mei Qingshi didn't expect that a photo could take her back to three years ago.
The secret love in high school was the dampness of her life.
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1. Double cleansing. Reality is so bitter but a little sweet.
2. This is my first time writing a campus article, so please bear with me.
Intention: Love should be spoken loudly