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... en it rains. The sun will break through the dark clouds and shine on the ground. We all have been seventeen years old. The joy of being seventeen…” A voice like a clear spring immediately pulled people back to a period of youth.
It was as if they could see piles of revision materials and endless test papers. They seemed to have heard the cicadas that summer and remembered their younger selves.
No one had heard the main melody before. No one had heard this song before. The melody wa ...
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