158 The trees on both sides of the road, the love that separated, we don't owe each other, we can still see each other, we have been guarding not far away, simply experiencing spring, summer, autumn and winter, someone will walk hand in hand between us, someone will smell the past of you and me, and we are the same friendship as the endless traffic, sometimes just a few words, you will fold your leaves on my leaves, and I will also fall in your shadow, no matter how many years later

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