The Wind Is Coming at Night and the Leaves Are Already Singing.
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The drunkard often worries that there are few guests, and the bright moon is obscured by clouds. Who can share the lonely light with me during the Mid-Autumn Festival, looking northward sadly?
Don't try to reach out to me, it's too tempting to try to reach out to me. I am Qujiang Linchi Liu.
This person breaks up with that person, and they fall in love for a while...
She knows that you can't believe everything children say, they will forget it, but if you still remember it, it will make you sad for a long time. But she believed it. So afterwards, she was sad for a long time.