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Brew Spring Color The wind comes at dawn, the rain comes at night, and the smoke comes at night. It is he who creates the beauty of spring and ruins the fleeting years. The spring scenery was strong that year, and it was as intoxicating as if it had been brewed with wine. It is clear that it is useless to miss lovesickness, but to be melancholy is pure madness. From then on, there were many different roads between the north and the south. You went to Xiaoxiang and I went to Qin. Intention: If there is no hatred i 6Favorites179Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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I Don't Love Him That Much The heaven and the earth are so vast that there is no place to live in, and they are clothed in rags and have no clothes. Looking at where Fengdu is from afar, I only regret that the King of Hell will not take him in. "TA" is himself in the article, everyone throughout the article, and every reader who resonates with it. There are some slight changes based on the actual catalog. Intention: I miss you thousands of times. There is no place for arrangements in the human world. 2Favorites47Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Gray No Man's Land No matter how you look at it, it is impossible for two people to be different from each other. "How can you possibly understand me? I may have loved you, but the only one I really loved was myself." The weeds growing in the gray no-man's land have no way to accompany the pampered flowers. "Your pride is also the reason why you refuse my approach." "Every time you look at me, the compassion in your eyes is the knife that cuts through me." Intention: There are mountains and mountains scattered aro 2Favorites153Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Missing Each Other Thousands of Times Who pities a shadow, we miss each other through thousands of clouds Intention: I will accompany you 2Favorites168Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Like No one knows except the moon in the sky. Three couples, different stories, similar endings. The trilogy of love, singing parting after song. Intention: I can't write it as a book, I can only send it to express my love. 1Favorites139Clicks/ch—Nutrition