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Listen, Those Lingering Sounds Are Still There The boy standing on the street corner playing guitar, please sing our love song again. Many years later, I stood among the plane trees, smoking a cigarette, but what I exhaled was my longing for you. Before boarding the plane leaving this city, Ai Mo turned on his computer and wrote a sentence on his blog. "As time passes, we find that everything has changed." Then she found herself in tears facing a photo from two years ago. In the photo, she has her long straight hair draped over her should 5Favorites271Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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No Time to Shed Tears Crimson lipstick stuck to the end of the cigarette Holding it is a pair of slender and beautiful hands Eyes looking into the distance Can't see any emotion She took a long breath Qi is like a gossamer If pain is really divided into ten levels, then heartache is on the eleventh level. It throbs in time with the beating of my heart. The smell of rot seems to permeate the entire youth. —Favorites196Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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When I Was Young, Flower Street Was Prosperous They were once a group of teenagers with dreams, and they also loved, hated, and suffered pain. They are not good teenagers who contribute to society. They have been called devils. But no one understands that the devil's tears are only hidden in the bottom of the heart, and the sadness is ten thousand times more painful than tears. Those memories seem to me today to be more painful memories, but what I am left with is loneliness. In the reincarnation of fate, these teenagers have grown older wit —Favorites314Clicks/ch—Nutrition