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autumn solstice

At that time, his fingertips were still on the piano, and there was no girl in the original audience seat.

When, familiar with her applause, familiar with her praise, her gentleness.

And her stubbornness in her stupidity and sweetness.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and after standing up, her figure became slender, and when she left, there was still no sign of her.

You know, that kind of loss, like the indifference emanating from the place where the toes touch the ground.All of a sudden swallowed his thoughts.

An Xiaomu, maybe we are all the same.Fearing the obstruction of reality, everyone will be confused.

I can't forget the hurts I have suffered in the past, and I also remember the good times. I know that I am the same as you, the same stubborn, the same kind, the same...

There are many places, you know, An Xiaomu, what you have done for me is so heartwarming, it makes me feel guilty instead.

Thank you, don't work so hard, okay?That makes me feel sorry for you.

——Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan, Wang Yuan, Wang Yuan, a piece of soil supports the backbone of the sky, and the boundless grassland rests on that pool of clear water.

Therefore, they are all leaning on each other and looking up to each other.

After all we can't do without someone, thank you for your time.

Do you know that such a profound meaning is so incredible, the fate is very strange, obviously we are two people, but we are the same, creating wings for those who need heaven.

Wang Yuan, Wang Yuan, Wang Yuan, a mirror reflects the opposite E, and I am the reflection in the mirror.The water penetrates deep into the stake, so it blends well with the log.

Therefore, their existence is to blend into each other.

After all, they are different but similar objects, just like me and An Xiaomu.

Therefore, I am water, and An Xiaomu is a log, so Mu and Yuan have similar meanings.

The autumn solstice is here, but there is a cool rain in the autumn solstice. I don't know its omen, maybe it is the dividing line, summer ends, autumn solstice.

The summer is over, so the cicadas outside the window gradually fade away. I don’t know its meaning, maybe it’s the chilling cicadas, the autumn solstice, and the end of summer.

Xia Zhi, Xia Zhi.

Autumn solstice, autumn solstice.

The ink-stained rice paper may lose its clean body, but we can still feel a gentleness through the paper body.Just like time, although it is invisible, we know how quickly it passes, just like a young man, although he is speechless, we know the twists and turns in his heart.

Like Xia Zhi, without the scent, people still miss it, like the autumn solstice, which burns the word "immortality".

Just like An Xiaomu, she dedicated her blood in the years and warmed the moonlight in the sadness.Always desirable and desirable.

Just like Wang Yuan, the clear youthful appearance reveals that element called complexity.It will always be suspicious and incomprehensible.

Xia Zhi, we don't expect you to have no regrets.

Autumn solstice, we don't resent you for coming in such a hurry.

Su Xiaoan, we only hope that An Xiaomu and Wang Yuan's encounter will not be too late, nor too early.

Don't wake up the sleeping boy, don't hurt the ignorant girl.

Wang Yuan, you know, that is my desire!