That year, the beloved CB was still chasing idols on the screen with a green face, ignorant, worshipping, just like us. BOY GEORGE-style corrupt enchanting and gorgeous, there are no women in the world, the long-haired beautiful teenager is arrogant and crazy, who can resist the spotlight and applause, who can resist a wicked smile? Every dream catcher, every madman who lives on the stage and who loves rock and David Bowie will cry quietly. We are young and dreamy, crazy and crazy, but we are extremely fragile and finally have nothing. Who complains? The biographical film, the unflattering narrative is already a surprise, and the accent is so friendly that it is like watching trainspotting. Fragile and beautiful personality charm, covet is vanity and worship. Upside down sentient beings blow dust free of charge, accept, you are my fan.
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