In this world, there are always some people who meet a favorite person in the most youthful years, and then know each other, and then unforgettable, happiness is so long, far away, life, it seems to be like a brocade, in the blink of an eye, pale into history.

It turns out that time will also get old, and the beauty of the past will eventually become a picture of the past, we will usher in the age of losing teeth, and the small tree planted will one day grow into a towering tree, withered yellow and fallen leaves, and pass away with the wind.

Once upon a time, the old playground was still full of bloody figures, once upon a time, the ancient tree still sat the unforgettable girl, once upon a time, the ears still echoed with warm and touching voices.

As a result, looking back has become the hometown of the wind, lingering has become the most sincere past in my heart, tossing and turning between the teeth of every smile.

Remember, those times that have passed along the way, brothers who hook up their shoulders, girls who have a crush on them who died without a problem, and so-and-so who have been forgotten in life.

The past years are no longer mentioned, and they are finally washed away by the passing water.

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