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Acacia fills the air with emotion in the fingertips, and the labor wrapped in the beautiful corners, although it flows in the blood of the eater, but the smell of the sun cannot be tasted

author:Xiaofeng xn

Acacia filled the air

Emotions flow from your fingertips

One by one, the labor was wrapped up

Radiating in beautiful corners

Although circulating in the blood of the eater

But I can't taste the sun

How do shallow people know

I stand every day forever

That power is constantly lost

You are the holy flame of winter

Spring flowers are budding

Because of you

It is the eternal spring

Acacia fills the air with emotion in the fingertips, and the labor wrapped in the beautiful corners, although it flows in the blood of the eater, but the smell of the sun cannot be tasted

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