I feel looking up at the starry sky, the stars are dotted, the breeze blows, driving not only the corners of my clothes, but also my heart, for some reason, I am just unwilling, unwilling to accept this unclear ending, the so-called happiness, gorgeous emptiness. The floating flowers under the eyes are just moments, such as the moon in the water, the flowers in the mirror, looking up at the starry sky, brilliant, hiding in a certain time, missing the palm prints of a period of time; Hiding in a certain place, missing a person who stands on the way to and from the road, makes me worry, you are the Snow White in the fairy tale I made up, and I, will I just be a hurried passer-by in your life, no matter how brilliant the starry sky is, but it is only out of reach, the breeze blows, looking into the distance, hunting in clothes, except for a long sigh, but it can only be, this situation can be recalled, but it was already confused at the time.

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