Pure love is always unbearable to look at it again and again, perhaps because we have had it and lost it all! In the rain, we walked together, love is like providence, we miss it. Happy with the happiness we have been, happy with the happiness we have been.
Shouting together, running together, passing by the shade of trees, rowing the oars together...
In the heart and the dream, there is always a nostalgia, belonging to you, mine, and hers, the fireflies are flying, and it is flashing a subtle light in my heart!
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