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lit. fallen feathers, broken wings
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Categories: words and feelings
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One day at a time, flowers blossom and fall. How can I break free from the love of my life? The promise has not been forgotten, the oath has faded. What should I do if I hate a joke? The heart is cold, but the scars are all over the body. I left alone, the forest flowers withered. The trees do not blossom, the birds do not chirp. Hong Kong children, naive and confused. For the sake of him, she has become