yuanyuanda6
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The wind blew away my worries all day, and I couldn't help but sing softly. At this moment, what was given to me was not pain and sorrow, but an artistic sense of sadness. This sense of sadness was not a feeling of sadness, but an unparalleled and tragic mood. When you looked westward, the golden flame gradually turned from splendor to plainness, and in that moment, a warm feeling would arise from your heart.
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