Life is like a dream. many things go with the dead. however, there are also some things, because the memories have not faded after years of shaking the mind. like the following song:
I wish ....
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I 'd like my door
There is a beautiful maple tree
I wish its red leaves
Full path in front of the door
My wish
Take this piece of Maple Leaf
Deep in the soul
I hope we
Never aging
Walking side by side on this long path ......
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Beautiful melody, pure words... every time I think of him, I always feel that I have returned to the smog-like young years...
It seems to be a drama. When I was in elementary school, the music teacher taught us to sing. therefore, the memory is still fresh. but so far there is nowhere to find... but I think it must have been dusty somewhere... maybe when will it be restored again...
Fortunately, I still remember this world...