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You have been addicted to a very beautiful, very hazy feeling for a long time. Until one day, you say to yourself: hazy because of the existence of vague vision, there is a distance beauty, but this feeling can only be hidden in the heart, careful care, and dare not let it beat in the sun. After that, you sown a song for yourself:... Water it takes away the time of the story, changed a person, in the sentimental and first waiting of youth...Although the tears in my eyes, you still smile to the sun. You say you grow up, knowing that youthful youth needs a process that is red by green.
