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All endings have been written All the tears have set off But suddenly I forgot how it started In that ancient summer that never comes back No matter how I pursue it Young you are just like a cloud shadow passing by And your smiling face is very light and very light Qunlan gradually disappears after sunset Then I opened the yellowed title page Fate has bound it badly With tears in my eyes, I read it again and again but have to admit Youth is a hasty book --Xi Murong