Here the city and rain, is not stars in the sky sad tears Mody, is that it tells its own past, or I want to talk about their feelings the story. Meditation in which thin strands of rain drift, a little bit of a flooding back, like in twitter, it seems in the telling, drifting, Yang Kai go, seem to linger in the hearts of those deep pathos of the grief, heart fields spotlessly clean Shan-yin, Qin wet pupil of the eye eye.
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