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Yun Qing sat on the grass and raised her head, squinting her eyes and enjoying the sunlight pouring through her open fingers... Let's see how she went through the dark period, regained her confidence, started hard, went from being alone and penniless, to finding sweet love and growing old together... [An excerpt] "Who are you?" The person asked. Yun Qingqing puffed up her chest and said calmly, "Who are you?" "Ha... You asked me who I was at my house in the middle of the night..." The man's cold voice said. ...

"Yesterday the flowers were blooming, but today they are about to fall." Youth is the wind and rain in July and August, and the bright sunshine after the rain. Youth is like poetry and wine; Youth is both bitter and sweet. She chases her dreams under the bright sunshine; Her heart beat in the bright warm wind; She choked with sadness in the cold rainy season. Youth, prosperity and splendor; Youth, embrace the truth.