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Shanhuazi? No trace of dreams

Thousands of red flowers are filled with beauty, and the drizzle is spread to the end of the world. Don’t take care of each other and pray for health.

Memories are mottled and the passing years are lost, and I regret missing the flowers and my heart is broken. A beautiful dream in the world is painted without leaving any trace.
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