Love in life

I am an easily touchable person, and a song will make me cry because it enters my heart. In the summer of one or five years, I went to this place known as the first rising sun in China, and the night before I left, I sat on the balcony and drank wine outside, and I felt finished, as if the prisoners of ancient times had been sent to the frontier. I was used to this place where I had been here for twenty years, and I was nostalgic for everything here, and that day I shed tears, nothing else, just attachment.

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