When I behold, upon the night’s starred face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows with the magic hand of chance (John Keats) // isn't it awful about people meaning to be kind // I believe we should all behave quite differently if we lived in a warm, sunny climate all the time. We shouldn't be so withdrawn and shy and difficult. // Thank you for coming back to me. // 两个视角回顾两人最后离别的场景女主情绪很饱满优秀的打光和构图
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