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Love in a lake
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Categories: youthfulness
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Four years ago in the summer, I was 17 years old, high school, mixing under the banyan tree, and friends to play and fool around completely do not know what time is. Four summers ago, I was 17 years old, still young, do not understand love, always think that everything will be like a novel written, will have a perfect ending. Four years ago in the summer, I was 17 years old, that year too many things happened, and to this day, read still hidden pain. Some people, some things, some places, some time, we have left too long too long, never find each other back. This is four years ago in the hot summer air slightly nervous I wrote a novel, someone asked me why I wrote such a thing, I said I was trying to pass the heroine