Stand on a steep rock and throw yourself into the embrace of nature with open arms.
A photo, the color is beautiful at the moment of freezing.
Tell young people.
In the starry sky, I frown and don't love neon sunset.
A name, bound by sincere feelings, lingers.
Fall into a lifetime of loneliness.
What should I remember? Isn't sticking to the rules a dogma?
Why wait? Not cynical and frivolous.
It is true love. True feelings are no good.
Warm it with your hands, the old pocket watch that has been on the battlefield.
Keep your ears open and roar for decades according to yesterday's waves.
There are hugs and laughter.
A word of confidence, no matter how short, is understanding and comfort.
Hymns are friendship and friendship. Don't go out of tune.
Renyi is not old.
Different life, too much same love will never be forgotten.
In expression, the desire to say something is complicated.
It is the pride that has gone through vicissitudes.
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