The tears are swallowed but silently, and I only destroy my love for the past. Relying on the painting to re-examine the knowledge, Yingying. It’s so sad that I can’t paint it. The other words are too clear. I woke up early from a dream in the middle of the night. The word Qing wakes up early from the dream, and it is updated. Weeping endlessly, the wind eaves and the rain ringing at night.
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