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In the burning summer like fire, I somehow felt anxious worries, complicated troubles and unreasonable sadness, as I was looking for the answer with my heart. The passing days are like withered leaves in the wind and rain, and the years will continue in the drifting. Everything in the past was gradually scattered in the passing rain, the frustrated street filled with rain and fog, and the confusion was immersed in the eaves canal with rain. Only the Lonely person muttered to himself in his dream. At the dry crossroads, looking for the source of rain and dew alone, exploring tirelessly, and finding a pool of blue waves like songs. Or because of the heat, I prefer the storm and rain, explaining the broken life in the wind and rain, just like the sadness of the moment when roses are fragrant and suffering from the wind and rain, and the brightness and fragrance gradually precipitate. Lonely intersection, can not find a destination to escape, chaotic thoughts wandering in the heart rain without direction. As time passes, I get used to walking alone in the rain, letting the unintentional raindrops knock on my body. Only people who are physically and mentally exhausted will walk in the rain, and they can’t find the direction of comfort, but only find the stop point for loss. Looking up at the misty sky, I can’t find the bright trace of yesterday. Perhaps, the birth of sad songs is not the inspiration of poets, but the encounter of fate. Through the Heart Lake soaked in the body, stepping on the ground with fallen leaves. Staring at the dead leaves falling in the sky, I sighed with regret for the sadness of fallen leaves and the fragility of life. It turns out that the so-called magnificence is like a rainbow after rain, leaving a series of poetic things gone.

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