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You're the sunrise that heals my summer wounds
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Categories: words and feelings
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I love Jiangnan, as if the pear blossom fell in love with the spring wind that woke her up, I forgot Jiangnan, as if the summer wind came, the pear blossom has long been withered. Sad not sad, not sad Jiangnan, most sad Mo Nian, just Mo Nian ah Mo Nian, is let you Mo Nian, or let me Mo Nian? White gardenia in this world any resources and external material is not a good use of the mind to earn, just sometimes, there are some we clearly know...