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I want to be alone, all the way
To the north, see a snow-white leaflet
Even if the heart trembles, the heart
Tranquil to decadent
I want to be alone, all the way
To the south, with overwhelming green
Fill the dreams of thorns, and then
Wait for a rain without warning
The blue of the sky is good
There is still a charm in the mist
The ground is green
The eyes are white and enchanting
The trees are towering and joyful
Dead wood, but it's me
Traces of love, flowers have
There are many kinds of styles, but there is hope for the green and green
I'm Qinghan, a poetic woman who loves life, like to follow me!@青寒1919 [Zuoyi] [Send yourself a flower] [Send yourself a flower] [Send yourself a flower] [Send yourself a flower]
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