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Once the spring is gone, the beauty will grow old, and the flowers will fall and people will die... The smoke and mist, just like a dream, two people who are destined to pass by each other... She said: There are many things in the world, and everyone is Xiaoxiao. The word love is a charm, and the word love is a confusion. Unexpectedly, I fell into the confusion... It didn't hurt for him. The treasure he held in his heart fell into the abyss because of him... He knew clearly that this was the result, but he still failed her...