The red brick house foundation and the thatched-roofed toilet have the "white sun" written by Li Juan, as if there is no one in the memory, and the cicadas chirping through the leaves. White butterfly, smelly gutter.
The thick snow on the gray tile is only a scene in my mind, and only the words "thick snow on the gray tile" are displayed here.
This has nothing to do with Noon, specifically, its content, its poster, synopsis: Genre-Plot, Western, 1952-07-07. It's another noon, it's not my noon, it's It's the same precious noon, it really didn't happen, it did.
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