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Never seeing you again doesn't necessarily mean separation.
No more communication
Does not necessarily mean forgetting.
Just because your sadness has rubbed into mine.
Like moonlight rolling into the mountains, every time
Cold nights like water will touch my old pain.
Summer is hot, accompanied by cicadas. On the unnamed lakeside of campus B, a lake of lotus blooms slowly. Occasionally a breeze blows, the lake ripples, and the lotus petals tremble gently. Exquisite appearance will make people forget the heat and linger.
But not everyone has the blessing to appreciate this elegance. Students coming back from summer vacation are busy in groups of three or five, buying information and inquiring about new professors. . . . . . As soon as school starts, there are always many things to worry about. How can I spare time to see the lotus leaves all over the lake? It is also a big complaint that we seldom have time to get together in one place.
No matter how you spit, you still have to take classes. In the morning, there is an open class "Advanced Mathematics" in the ladder classroom of computer department. The handsome boy and the beautiful girl reluctantly entered the classroom and sat in the back. In the first row of the classroom, someone is sitting. God, this class is still in the first row. It's really funny. The professor will catch you when you fall asleep. This is advanced mathematics. Ah, it's so boring.
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