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Spring light, breeze, and quiet time, maybe this is what people call poetry and far away. In life, spring is full of splendor, quietly guarding the inner obsession. Years of ruthless people have feelings, clear

author：Sister in the clouds and fog

spring scenery

breeze

And quiet time,

Maybe that's what people call poetry and far away.

In life,

Spring is full of splendor,

Keep your inner obsession.

Years are merciless and sentient,

In the shallow time,

When spring comes,

All love and love,

All loved ones are warm.

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Spring light, breeze, and quiet time, maybe this is what people call poetry and far away. In life, spring is full of splendor, quietly guarding the inner obsession. Years of ruthless people have feelings, clear
Spring light, breeze, and quiet time, maybe this is what people call poetry and far away. In life, spring is full of splendor, quietly guarding the inner obsession. Years of ruthless people have feelings, clear
Spring light, breeze, and quiet time, maybe this is what people call poetry and far away. In life, spring is full of splendor, quietly guarding the inner obsession. Years of ruthless people have feelings, clear
Spring light, breeze, and quiet time, maybe this is what people call poetry and far away. In life, spring is full of splendor, quietly guarding the inner obsession. Years of ruthless people have feelings, clear
Spring light, breeze, and quiet time, maybe this is what people call poetry and far away. In life, spring is full of splendor, quietly guarding the inner obsession. Years of ruthless people have feelings, clear
Spring light, breeze, and quiet time, maybe this is what people call poetry and far away. In life, spring is full of splendor, quietly guarding the inner obsession. Years of ruthless people have feelings, clear
Spring light, breeze, and quiet time, maybe this is what people call poetry and far away. In life, spring is full of splendor, quietly guarding the inner obsession. Years of ruthless people have feelings, clear
Spring light, breeze, and quiet time, maybe this is what people call poetry and far away. In life, spring is full of splendor, quietly guarding the inner obsession. Years of ruthless people have feelings, clear
Spring light, breeze, and quiet time, maybe this is what people call poetry and far away. In life, spring is full of splendor, quietly guarding the inner obsession. Years of ruthless people have feelings, clear
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