1. In summer, you should drink a cherry-flavored soda and stroll through the streets of Nagasaki. The mist of water has entered the color whirlpool of memories. There was once a woman - rich and monotonous, she was old when she was young, she was old, but in your eyes she was young again - you only flourished on her balcony, you were her watering forever. Fruitless orange tree. 2. The world is like quicksand, what can you catch. Wealth, dependence, destiny are always contrary to the one thing you are fascinated with. The wind of summer - two old memories in the refrigerator, countless moments you are clearly at the pain point of the choice, you are a bystander of your own life, hand over the suffering to her to digest, only she, meticulously record your treatment of each piece The collection of small things, a spiritual harbor buried deep in laughter and tears. You pursue unnamed love that is not bound by logic all your life, life is easy to get but hard to abandon. At the most pure moment, her eyes meet the new you. At this moment, all desires disappear into indescribable pure white sadness.
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