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When I was young, I played with my friends in the wild. It was dark and didn't go home until late. The moment that I can't forget has already become history.

The bright moonlight is shining on us, and we have had a happy time year after year. Just like this every day, I graduated in a blink of an eye. Now I have less time to meet my friends, and they have all gone their separate ways. It was difficult to keep at that young age, but it brought me good memories one after another.

In that green field, there is more than blood and excitement. Just portraying that moment can make people instantly recall that extraordinary summer. This is the charm of football. The ever-changing situation and the impossibility of correcting fitness have all made thousands of fans shine in front of them, and the uniform waves on the auditorium are shouting in unison. It makes people go back to that young and frivolous youth, the familiar figure outside the penalty area, hitting the goal with one kick, not only the goalkeeper's defense, but also the entire youth of the teenager's gambling.

If you want to talk about illusion, it gives people a kind of ethereal feeling. Keeping up with the drums and speeding up the pace, it is like a shadow in the heart. I don’t know the direction of the light, but I can feel the temperature of each other, even if people come. People go, the past is like a smoke, always stick to my determination, when the tide falls together, the tide goes down, puts on the earphones and walks alone on the bustling city street corners, returning to the basics, and constantly searching for myself

This is probably the feeling this song gives me.

When a girl slowly works hard and works hard to get herself busy

So how disappointed she was in the past

is so disappointed She felt that she should forget the past

and work hard to improve any feelings that made her feel very tired

She didn't want to maintain the way she should be and gave her the gentleness that used to include her

It turned out to be slowly ruined Losing someone is like this

first let her get what she likes and then ruin it bit by bit No longer exists

this is what you want, yes, she did it, you left all the happiness to you, and the rest is sad

she wants to delete you from the depths of her memory, but she can’t love it Forgetting

What you said to her, she wants to forget, but she can’t forget it, but she can’t forget it