Gradually you lose the smile on your face
I often frown and worry
I had to wave to the end of the story
Let you fly to freedom
Try every means to save it
You asked me to say goodbye on this day
We met at the right time
It's a little early
The love story is a copy of the plot
Perfect love, mature heart
There is a withering day
Your little action reminds me of loneliness
The crux of pretending to be invisible and unchangeable
The deeper my love is, the more obvious you are
How I wish you could always be by my side
The happy yesterday appeared in front of me
Happy smile into a stop grid picture
I dare not open my eyes when you turn around
The heart is broken perfectly
Can't help leaning
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