Likes diary which turns yellow ，liking dim skirt angle ，changing in the past is only remains excessively many recollection perhaps we to grow up , but in the dream”s smiling face cannot forget eventually 。Perhaps yes, I should learn to grow up the academic society to bear tear the academic society turn the tears sweat like this, am one kind of true extrication 。
Then， looks that the sky said I can be happy 。After thatin pale blue room, with friend, a joy 。
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