A thin snow, a lovesickness, a true love.

The sky is forcing the twilight of the year, and the snow is falling to whoever is given it, only for one night.

When I often remember, I am melancholy when I am born.

I think about who I walked with yesterday.

I thought about it again, but this invitation was cold.

Even if you are happy in the past day, how can you be an enemy, and you will be sad in the future.

The world is always a woman, and this time the first is adding a separation.

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OS: Written on January 26, 2016 in Fuyang City. At this time, looking at the snowflakes flying in the sky outside the window, I was very excited to think that as long as I survived tonight, I would be able to go home tomorrow for the New Year.

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