"This ginkgo, when I'm gone, it's still there..."

In the Sihe Road area of the overpass, Officer Lin, who had just finished handling official duties, endured the pain and tried to get rid of his crutches, and muttered a whisper to the young man behind him. It seems to be reminiscing about the ups and downs of the year, and it seems to be expressing a strong sigh for the things and people at this moment.

A place that has been absent for a long time, the scenery is different from spring to autumn. It's hard to imagine that the black clouds in Luo City can turn into a blue sky. Putting on glasses and looking closely, in my vague memory, I have never seen this kite with a broken string fluttering in the wind unrestrained; Composition of the box......

"When the Snow Melts" One Hundred and Sixty-One is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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