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Red Hijab
The handwriting of the letter was strange and familiar, as if it came from someone who had disappeared long ago. The ring was engraved with strange symbols, as if hinting at an unknown secret. At midnight, the shadows of the trees outside the window swayed, as if something was quietly approaching in the darkness. The ticking of the clock echoed in the empty room, and every second was like a countdown warning. Every page of that ancient diary is filled with undecipherable symbols, as if waiting f
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Flowers Flying All over the City Are Nowhere to Be Found
The color of flowers is like the spark of life, igniting every brilliant moment. At this moment, let our hearts be immersed in the fragrance of flowers. Every flower is a gentle brushstroke of nature, gently dyeing the picture of time. Flowers are the gentlest brushstrokes of nature, each petal hides the secret of life. Every flower is the whisper of time, recording the change of seasons with a gentle gesture. The petals are light and dreamlike, taking you into the ocean of flowers. Flowers bloo
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Spring Tide Comes Late 3
The vivid things you have seen before, I have also experienced, and there are more than one kinds. The things you have never met will eventually meet. And I once thought that my sincere dedication was exchanged for three years of silent waiting, why didn't you choose me? You chose the magnanimity that complements you, but I chose the love that runs counter to me. My experiences are riddled with holes, and the moments you shine through change me beyond recognition. How ridiculous that the same se
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Spring Tide Comes Late 2
He will whisper something on his lips, a soft whisper, kiss your cheek and say I love you. He has no photos, but only the laughter of his shadow, leaving behind regrets for those who died quietly in full view of the world. Why can we only torture each other in the wind and rain? Why do people who love each other end up at the end of time? Is it just because of an endless dispute that makes people distracted? I asked you why you didn't look back in the first place, and you said it was because of
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Dream Chasing Youth Tour
Suddenly looking back, that man's eyes were bright and clear, without a trace of impurities, just like shining stars. The young man's eyes hide the stars and the sea, and every time he looks at it, he is filled with infinite longing for the future. The steps of youth are as light as the wind, the smile of the young man is as bright as the sun, and every step echoes with hope. Those recorded times are like dewdrops in the morning light, shining with purity and beauty, making people yearn for them
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There Is Light in the Blurred Eyes
There is warmth in the heart, sit in the light, be born toward the sun, and walk in pursuit of the light. When you stand on tiptoes close to the sun, the whole world cannot block its sunshine! It doesn't have to be radiant, but it should always be warm and radiant. Life is like this. If you gain something, you will lose something. God will favor every sincere person. There are flowers and trees growing towards the sun. If I decide to be brilliant, there will be no mountains to block me and no se
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How Much Do You Know About the Past?
Who has never loved someone desperately, spent all their thoughts and courage, couldn't control themselves, and ended up not being together. He is your youth. We always fall in love with that person at the wrong time, in the wrong place, and then have to spend our whole lives forgetting them. The past is still so clear, but it is out of reach. All the beautiful past that belongs to us cannot be returned. Maybe we are just one step away from happiness, and it was this one step that made me lose s
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Snow in the Hometown
Standing on the cold pavilion in the middle of the lake, looking at the vast white snow scene, the feelings of the motherland in my heart are as pure as snowflakes and as deep as the lake surface. The motherland has become a thing of the past, but its splendor remains the same, becoming the softest memory deep in my heart. Watching the snow in the pavilion in the middle of the lake will keep the beauty of the motherland in your heart forever. The cold wind can't stop the memories. Looking at the
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Shining with the Light, Living in the Trees and Being Shaded
This is a story about unexpected love. It originates from love and will surely lose to likes. Because of her and them, many stories have ignited hope. In the eyes of others, the annual rings of fate are just a seemingly superfluous move. But in my eyes, it is the measure of warmth in the pursuit of beauty. Do you remember that you love to pick up the things that are dyed by the sunset? Red kapok; have you ever remembered that apple that lingered for a long time on Christmas Eve and could not be
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Harmony Is Precious
I'll spend my whole life wandering around the world to make you smile like a peach blossom at this moment. The flowers are smiling in the deep spring, the leaves are sad in the autumn, the moon is a curtain of dreams at night, and the spring breeze is full of love. Not surprised by favor or disgrace, I watch the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court; I have no intention of leaving or leaving, and watch the clouds roll and relax in the sky. You have a glass of intoxicating wine in va
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Hanging Rainbow
Being perfunctory and indifferent made me learn to talk less and not disturb. There is so much warmth in my life, I gave you everything, but you left me and you showed me how to smile at others. You never know the grievance I feel when I choose you without hesitation after listening to so many suggestions, so should everyone who is loved be aloof? The pressure of life, worldly perspective, and social reality made me at a loss what to do. You and I don't meet in front of the mountain, but we don'
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The Spring Tide Comes Late
The spring tide brings rain in a hurry, and there is no boat crossing the wild crossing. Chasing the shadow of dreams, chasing the light of a young man, too much is not enough. The summer solstice is decorated with romantic colors. As time goes by, things get better gradually, until the pain is over, and they are content with the situation. What else is there to remember? Later, my heart was broken and I fell in love, so everything was the best arrangement.
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Perfect Confession
When does a person's regret begin? Before he opens his mouth, or after he is forced to do something. I don't know since when, we have been accustomed to reminiscing about the past, looking for the pleasure in confusion. And you may have forgotten those dreams you vowed to pursue many years ago. At that time, you were not only reminiscing about the past, but also your perfect confession of time. As time passed by, I had the impulse to say goodbye to the past without restraint, and there was also
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Throbbing Autumn Night
Later, the wind from Nanshan scattered the grain piles, and the water from the North Sea submerged the tombstones. The story is not long, and it is not difficult to tell. Once we meet each other, we cannot fall in love. People who meet in the sea of people will eventually return to the sea of people. I tried to catch up with you, but the mountain bird and the fish have different paths. It was not my moon, but the moonlight did shine on me for a moment. I once picked up a beam of light an
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Who Can Take Pity on Hong Xiaoxiang? 2
Su Mo laments the three thousand winds and rains in the world of mortals. Before the song ends, people have dispersed, leaving the world alone and sleepless. Gu Yao had a dream that she was painting under the city, depicting a landscape and people's homes. Who burns the smoke and scatters the vertical and horizontal ties; listens to the broken strings and breaks the three thousand obsessions. Watching the cherry blossoms bloom all over the sky, and how young you are, who draws whose face, who wr
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Wait and See
Youth is half bright and half sad. It is a shocking book, but we read it too hastily. Inadvertently, the book of youth is quietly closed, so that when we want to study it again, we find that the handwriting of youth has long been covered with dust and is blurred. I also want to learn from butterflies, which transform and wish again and again, neither thinking nor hesitating; neither looking back nor feeling sad. Life does not need to be prosperous, as long as it is plain, it is a kind of wisdom
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I Gather with the Birds
After you left, my world was only black and white, and there was no color anymore. You left, taking away all my happiness and leaving a desolation. Memories are like a knife, the more you miss them, the more they sting. Only you can hear the sound of heartbreak, others can only see your smiling face. I thought I could forget you, but every night, missing you comes uninvited. I tried to smile, but I couldn't hide the sadness inside. Time can dilute everything, but it cannot erase the pain in my h
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I Only Hope That Your Heart Is Like My Heart
A dream in the mortal world, lying drunk in a peach garden, not caring about the troubles in the world, just wishing that the years will be peaceful. I wish to win the heart of one person and stay together forever, enjoy the spring flowers and autumn moon together, and spend the summer rain and winter snow together. In the misty rain, on the side of the ancient road, an oil-paper umbrella covered someone's face, but it could not cover the thoughts in his heart. I hope I can hold an umbrella with
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Who Can Pity the Red Fragrance?
You go through thousands of fairy obstacles to find your true self, and the stars change to witness the glory of the fairy road. Farewell to the fairy mountains, forget about the rivers and lakes, a lonely boat thousands of miles away, traveling among the clouds, accompanied by cranes. Living in the mortal world outside the nine heavens, it is difficult for wild geese to convey the love of immortals and chivalrous people. The bright moon, the clear breeze, a pot of wine, and the long road to imm
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Three Lives and Three Worlds of Love Scattered
Under the Three Life Stone, it's never too late to have you. Your star shines with my light, and with yours comes her emotion. The battle between fairies and demons, three lives and three lives reduced to dust, in that peach blossom forest that is similar year after year, there is a desolation scattered around the world, the sky is full of falling flowers, there is a fragrance, more love for three lives, sincere dedication and sad tears, but when the flowers are gone, the road is the end or the
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