Many years have passed, and I still clearly remember the rounded fonts and the background of those words. The snow-capped peaks of Mount Kilimanjaro. These few words have moved so far. I really like to see Simba slowly ascend the Glory Stone, the rain washed away the remaining bones, and the grassland is a new world. The music at that time was as loud as it was, and Simba was proud and majestic at that time.
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