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Parks, alleys, low shabby barbershop, I believe everyone has had such a memory. As I walked past the trichromatic barber shop again and again, I looked at the young figure inside, and I was wondering if maybe every one of them had a story behind it. That day I climbed the park, standing on the top of the mountain looking at the radiant world, suddenly wondered, there will be two teenagers in the valley here to try their best to shout their dreams. |
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