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君弈哎

君弈懒得更新了

君弈我又看到内卷现场了

君淮太激烈的

君淮卷不过

君弈真的会谢

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“在所有人声鼎沸的欢喜里我唯独望向你”

巴山楚水凄凉地，二十三年弃置身。怀旧空吟闻笛赋，到乡翻似烂柯人。沉舟侧畔千帆过，病树前头万木春。今日听君歌一曲，暂凭杯酒长精神。

“你没有如期归来，而这正是离别的意义″

我看见白日梦的尽头是你，从此天光大亮

你要写执念 就不能只写执念 要写一席秋风落城南 雨打花影残 要写琼楼小窗拨弦断 乱了凡尘人间 写思绪缱绻 尔尔辞晚 写孤注一掷 天神可鉴 星霜荏苒 对你的修辞不只二三 却从不曾改 “对你的执念 无法客观”

这里的一切都有始有终，却能容纳所有的不期而遇和久别世界，灿烂盛大，欢迎回家。

“我生来就是高山而非溪流，我欲于群峰之巅俯视平庸的沟壑。我生来就是人杰而非草芥，我站在伟人之肩藐视卑微的懦夫！”

I was born to be a mountain, not a stream, and I want to look down from the top of the peaks at the mediocre gullies. "I was born a hero, not a coward. I stand on the shoulders of the great and despise the humble!"

Everything here has a beginning and an end, but it can accommodate all the unexpected encounters and long absence of the world, brilliant and grand, welcome home.

If you want to write about obsessions, you can't just write about obsessions. You should write about the autumn wind falling in the south of the city, the rain hitting the flowers and the shadows. You should write about the small window of Qionglou, plucking the strings and disordering the mortal world, writing about your thoughts, leaving late, writing about putting all your eggs in one basket. The gods can learn from the stars. The rhetoric of frost is not only two or three, but it has never changed. "Your obsessions can't be objective."

I saw you at the end of my daydream, and the sky was bright from then on.

"You didn't come back on time, and that's what parting means."

"In all the hubbub of joy, I only look at you."

你现在的付出都会成为一种沉淀，他们会默默铺路！我会让你成为最好的人

What you pay now will become a kind of precipitation, and they will pave the way silently! I will make you the best person I can be.

‘’荒烟蔓草的年代 你是唯一和我同频共振的节拍‘’

君弈就这样吧

君弈写作业去了

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