Life is like this, as long as time still has regrets, life will not be eternal. If you can start again, grasp the tail of youth, with a lifetime of heart knots, may be able to go to the end, but life has left a beautiful mark, which is a huge wealth.
People say that getting old is a blessing. As long as you try to find a way, you can harvest a vast expanse. So the behavior of my actions has this vast world.
Walking into the campus, it is still the most beautiful place in my memory. The sky is clear, the blue sky, floating with large white clouds, like shadows. Beautiful flowers cover everything in the sun on the fields, mountains and rivers. The golden yellow was mixed with a hint of white, with a hint of pink, and their seeds.
Approaching the campus is still the most beautiful time to feel. At this moment, in the campus forest, it is still my most beautiful flower. At the moment, I love this scene. I love this life.
Walking into the campus, in the middle of the campus, there are more and more together, some if there is no white, some seem to have a number of dreams. Look at these white floating clouds and think of drifting away in your dreams. Suddenly, they grew up, and unconsciously came to them again, and everything was still pure white. It was all becoming familiar, and I couldn't remember who I was.
It's a strange feeling, it's perhaps a strange feeling. Everything, unchanging, in front of them, I can't see what they look like, they are still real. It's just that they are always strangers.
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