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All the flowers have fallen, silence and loneliness remain.\The heart worries for no reason, confused and without solution.\Rain falls endlessly from the sky, each drop seems to lament.\Tears stream down the face, what words can comfort?\The heart is full of thoughts, chaotic and restless.\Seeing the scene brings sorrow, leaving only sighs.\Living drunkenly like in a dream, tears flow without a trace.\———————\Once again seeing the autumn scenery of Pingshan, do not speak of the autumn sound, falling like fire. Proud branches hold flowers one by one, after blooming, the charm follows its own course.\A glance of tender waves elicits pity, laughing at fleeting years, as if clouds and smoke have passed. The eyebrows write out heaven's sorrow, actions unfinished, half a crescent moon breaks through the long sky.
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I, on behalf of the Chinese Illiteracy Association and all its members, extend to the original poster my strongest written protest.
This afternoon, Qian and Dan were extremely flirtatious, and the entire forum was full of a provocative smell. It made me, an illiterate, feel both amused and overwhelmed.
Actually, Qian has schizophrenia and often splits into three people: Little Qian, Qian, and Old Qian.
Hey hey... 11th floor, our new forum's 'building thread' group is different from the old forum, one is sane, one is half-sane, and one is schizophrenic.
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