... Facts have proved that people should not place their hopes on one thing, just like gambling cannot be ALLIN.
Only when a person dies once will he know that he is alive. He must live as if he is dead.
At first,
It's a disposable meeting,
There may not necessarily be any intersection,
And after that,
It's a stubborn heart that knows it can't be kept warm.
A burned out Death Star,
Hold it in the palm of your hand,
Stepping on the ladder can only catch the moon in the water,
But still wishful thinking.
I hold my love between my lips,
Sunset and sunrise.
From then on, friends were on the lips and teeth,
I am obsessed with this journey.
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Gentle attempts to integrate into group attack x cold liberal arts and art student experience
A story that originated from jumping off a building. It is the figure of two teenagers running hand in hand in the hot long summer. It is also someone's last shaky hope, dedicated to my friends who have never met.
Intention: Don't think too much, don't suppress yourself