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lit. love each other as ashes
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Categories: youthfulness
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The heart of spring does not compete with the flowers, an inch of love is an inch of gray. More than a thousand years ago, a glimpse, in exchange for more than a thousand years of love and suffering; and more than a thousand years after the reunion, he is still him, but he is no longer him. Is to let the love of the ashes, or its own flowers fall place? ***The whole text has been repaired once, I hope it looks more fluent ^^^.