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Flaws Can’t Dim the Brilliance — Imperfection Is Just Your Unique Charm
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No matter how much time has passed, I still remember those stories.
One taste transports you straight back to where it all began.
Grandma’s call, mingled with frosty sugar, melts into the sweltering air.
What keeps life romantic is the childlike heart we hold close.
Just a little bite of mooncake—the filling is the moon and the winds of childhood.
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The chimes pause, laughter fades—watch plastic fish swim deeper into the heart of autumn.
Time flies—before I know it, half my life has already slipped by.
This feels just like a certain day from my childhood.
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She slipped away quietly, like dew evaporating in the summer dawn.
We simmer the whole autumn into syrup and tuck it away in each other’s childhood.
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The things we’ve been chasing took root back in our childhood.
Cool mat pressed tight against my legs, a ghostly figure crashes into the summer night.
Wind chimes beneath the eaves whisper softly; at midnight, each chime echoes with longing for my dis
The steam rises from the pot, like that winter dusk that just refuses to fade.
Youth is like cicadas—those summers we resonated through together feel like eternity.
The holiday's final chapter, but the story goes on.
The incessant chirping of cicadas masks the cries from deep within the heart.
You should also save some sweetness of life for yourself.
The sweetness of lotus seeds, the love of the moment
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