That window, that window beam remembers that in summer, that window bird had a desire to visit, but was afraid of being imprisoned, and could not fly freely. That window butterfly at dusk is sad. The toad under the dragonfly's hesitation window is singing. That window's light shines in the darkness, and the wild wind comes back and forth. That window's relationship. My dream is like a tree in the window Grow like a flower before
That window, that window beam remembers that in su
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