Rongeb5’s Blog

when i saw the picture of my school,all of this reminded me of my childhood. i draw the mark on the old tree when i was 11, i fall down from the stairs.

the scholartrees’ leave can sing the song when i was young, the old birds was still yelling all the time as if i never left there.

i lose my island anyway, lose in the end of the blue sea

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