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Dancing alone in the wind, dancing the wound you gave, dancing the lonely melody. Another year when flowers bloom, everything in the past has never changed, but there is no longer you on my left, only I listen to the sound of flowers alone. Touch the loneliness under the gentle breeze. Time goes by between my fingers, things are different, and everything is different. The only constant is the blooming flowers belonging to you and me. All of a sudden, I realized that I was no longer the little girl who could be free and willful in those years. I felt a little sad and a little sad. Every moment, there are people walking out or into my world constantly, drawing off the wounds that never heal. The flowing water flows without any attention, which drives a person’s main melody and takes away the ruthless silent time. I was on the bus, looking at everything flowing out of the window, but I was moving forward. All of a sudden, it seemed that I was just a passer-by without any nostalgia. What did those people and things bring to me? Or sad, lonely, or sentimental. Maybe it’s nothing, and what brings me is just the devastation of the soul that cannot be healed. Let me defend the lonely empty city and the sad soul alone without any pity. It’s good to be alone. If you don’t write well in the Dust of Time, please add 415879734 to communicate with me.

[Responsible editor: Ke Er]]

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