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On this road, it keeps going and going every day. Yuanwang, as the eye can see. Somehow, suddenly, I remembered the little hamster I once raised. Why, I began to miss those years passing by at my fingertips. Therefore, I tried my best to turn over those photos and memories that were a little yellowish. In my mind, I remembered the sentence that I once questioned myself. Whether, all. But, desire, pursuit, but finally turn a blind eye. Isn’t it? We are really walking too fast on this road. Our souls are almost unable to keep pace. If you play a song, you can stare blankly all day long. Think about that city, those people, those things. I bought Annie’s new book. After reading it, somehow, tears couldn’t stop anymore. Everyone is a story. Everyone has a story. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply. It seems that the air is full of this city, with a flood of atmosphere. I know, I miss you, Kun Yu really miss you. Then, what do you think of at this moment? Whether, in the period of light, our thoughts gathered together. I think, one day, we lie on the grassland, only you, only me. Close your eyes, hug and breathe the heaven in our hearts. I think, one day, we are running freely, only you, only me. Jumping, patting, singing the future in our hearts. We, with cameras, with our happiness. Playing in the field, patting our happiness. I know, I miss you, I really miss you. Then, what do you think of at this moment? Whether, in the period of light, our sighs merge together. Miss, really like a line. Then, constantly intertwined, surrounded by a net tightly. Everyone cannot struggle and escape. Sometimes, we hug too loosely, which makes us feel the temperature. Sometimes, we hug too tightly, which makes us feel suffocated. We had to hug each other, feeling warm and happy. Perhaps, even the love that lasts for a long time also needs to be influenced by each other. Yes, we are human beings, ordinary people, not omnipotent gods. In the city where we love each other. You are at that end, I am at this end. We only pray, pray, pray. I hope that the person I love can work smoothly and be healthy. Fireworks is short, and you make me lingering forever. The fallen flowers are ruthless, I promise you to accompany me forever.

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