The cold wind blowing the pure snow, still hovering for you.
Figure desolate, lonely homesick at the .
The cold winter wi
Still with a fluttering heart,
Travel all over the world.
A desolate figure,
There is only white flowers in front of the eyes.
Fall in succession,
I slowly walk in,
Lonely looking,
It's like everything.
It can return to the original starting point.

The figure in the wind and snow

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The cold wind blowing the pure snow, still hovering for you.
Figure desolate, lonely homesick at the .
The cold winter wi
Still with a fluttering heart,
Travel all over the world.
A desolate figure,
There is only white flowers in front of the eyes.
Fall in succession,
I slowly walk in,
Lonely looking,
It's like everything.
It can return to the original starting point.

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