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Following the fragrance and looking afar, the ground is all golden yellow,

At this moment, which city are you in?

Inner Mongolia . Hulunbuir . /Hulunbuir

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There’s such a kind of youth, You touched my hair and said calmly, “why have you aged so fast?” I looked up, with no answer.

There’s such a way of living, There, with blue skies and white clouds, sitting by the sea as a gentle breeze passes. Keep a cat, own a house, have a few good friends and a lover; my hand gains another. Greedily taking that warmth, watching quietly.

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When a trace of dawn light secretly slips through the window,

Understood, another day is about to begin,

What doesn’t fit is that bed, isn’t it,

Keep seeing it on my feed these days,

Life has no such thing as endless tomorrows, only the unpredictability of fate,

Don’t say it,

And don’t use that phrase, gathering flowers in the morning to pick up at dusk,

And don’t wait—so many people are waiting for a less busy moment, waiting for the right conditions,