All ending have been written
All the tears have set off
But suddenly forget is how a start
In the old summer no longer came back
No matter how I to recover
Young you only played like underneath
And you smiling face extremely shallow pale
Group of haze gradually disappeared after sunset
Then turn the yellow page
Destiny will it binding is very poor
Has the tear I read and a
Have to admit
Youth is a too hasty book
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