lit. the flowers can be folded in (idiom); fig. the joys of blossoming can be appreciated

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lit. the flowers can be folded in (idiom); fig. the joys of blossoming can be appreciated

lit. the flowers can be folded in (idiom); fig. the joys of blossoming can be appreciated

Author: the snow loves you dearly

Categories: metropolis

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The sky is high, the moon is cold and the wind is clear, a lonely watch. I hope there is a piece of pure land of the soul, forget the world's clamor, and slowly show a kind of life that I once aspired to.

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