"A branch, broken and split,dangling year after year,clicking its song to the wind.With neither leaves nor bark,bear, wan, worn out by a long life and a long death.Its song echoes, cracking and persistent,Stubbornly, it resounds with secret anguish.For yet another summer.Yet another winter."
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小小搁浅
2024-11-19 10:43
我嗑的cp是真滴
2024-11-19 02:41
可可雨里
2024-11-19 08:55
沒什麼
2024-11-19 04:13
蹦迪的卡西莫多
2024-11-19 10:31