Spring flowers fly in the air with fallen leaves, and care and pain say goodbye in my heart. Turned into flying butterfly, the light ink, the desolate and cool scenery are like tears of blessing, and the strong colors are like deep oil paintings. There is always a condensed figure at the end of the cloud and mist, and there is always a look under the moonlight Pavilion. Who hollowed out your soul and who cares about you. Say goodbye to today, the lost petals say goodbye to morning dew. If snow falls tomorrow, petals will fall in spring. The appearance of the world is already a vague memory, and the induction of the soul has been collected silently by each other. Whether there is still a forgotten corner in life, whether there are still many reluctant memories in dreams, no matter what, blessing is always the best farewell, no matter what, the pain in heart is also the best nostalgia. Fallen Flowers are like flowing water like years, fallen flowers are like flowing clouds in memory. A touch of touch, a touch of touch, is fate, and also a kind of beauty

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