I know, that's not me, I'm still a jerk.
You're not a jerk, you're a big boy.I'm a boyish jerk."
Conversation with Qian Du on the bench, warm, beautiful, full of helplessness and sadness, as if the past time is still, indulging in the soap bubble of gorgeous emotion, suddenly being pierced by reality under the scorching sun, the unconcealed pain swept across the eyes, it turned out to be unconscious We are so far away and unfamiliar with each other in the past.After being torn apart by life, only half of the corpse is left, relying on drug anesthesia to touch the lost or hidden half of self, and the detached friendship with black girls, deliberately minimizes the sensational degree of the story of spring breeze and rain, traces Too heavy has the opposite effect, living sluggishly, that is, teachers and students are also companions. Life is still human, and in the end, we can only see dull weakness; no amount of music and documentary-like sound can cure any confusion.
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