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The South Wind Knows the Meaning of Lotus

Ansheng In July

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I like you very much, like the spring breeze blowing in my heart. I like you very much, like the cicadas chirping in July, I never tire of it. I like you very much, like the fallen leaves in late autumn, I miss you everywhere. I like you very much, like the melting of winter snow, full of tenderness. I still like you very much, like a child learning to talk but unable to express his meaning; like a willow moving and a cicada chirping, unable to express himself.