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Love is a tree with no annual rings
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Categories: words and feelings
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--I once heard that love is a tree without a wheel of years, even if it dies, it never grows old. When the clear time as the sand between the fingers as abruptly slipped, across between them but already thousands of mountains. He is a successful businessman, and she is a white-collar worker. Remember, you owe me a favor, and I will ask you to return it if I need it in the future. I don't like to owe others, and I won't allow others to owe me anything...