People's lives are like grass, no matter whether they are enemies or friends, the photos are posted on the school newspaper, and the medals are nailed on the coffin. In the winter of Berlin, there are no heroes who punish evil and promote good, only pure white snowflakes fall to the eyes that have lost their vitality, and the teenagers who sink with water under the glacier...
At that time, I would rather let go, even if I was laughed at as weak, even if I dreamed of it, dream After all, I have gone astray with reality, leaving or staying, there is always one, which can comfort my original intention.
I am in trouble, I am in trouble.
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