Chang 'an's hometown has never belonged to Chang 'an for no reason.

It's been another year, and the flowers are still in full bloom, but you didn't come back as scheduled.

I didn't hear your voice until the last few flowers in the yard withered.

I still remember that when we met again many years later, it was the time when Momoka was flooded. Her red skirt is like fire, his white shirt is better than snow, standing opposite, there is no superfluous words, everything is too familiar.

People say: Chang 'an belongs to his hometown, and there is Chang 'an in his hometown.

So he was Chang 'an, and she was called her hometown.

It's dripping outside the window, and I can't tell whose memory it is that gets wet.

I thought we would be together for a long time after such a long separation, and I dare not say forever again.

I also thought that these years might not be suitable for us, but I never thought that this road would be shorter than I thought.

Who whispers in my ear when night falls?

I propose a toast to the past. When I looked back at the light, she was still wearing the red dress, but she was no longer the boy in white beside me.

When the wind hurt his face, Fang woke up like a dream, got up and closed the window, tightening his thin clothes. It turns out that Chang 'an arrived at the end of Chang 'an for no reason, and his hometown has never been to Chang 'an again.

When I wake up, it turns out that my name is not Chang 'an, and you are not my hometown. Since then, Chang 'an has lost its hometown, and my hometown is not Chang 'an.

In the end, mulberries will replace their hometown and then return to Chang 'an for no reason.

Dream again

Changan has no reason at all.

My hometown has never belonged to Chang 'an.

Nostalgic people always live like scavengers.

It is better to hold sand than to raise sand.

If you feel the same way.

Listen to me carefully.

I'm recalling the past.

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