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Lin Tingxue, accompanied by the poetic and elegant urban music, the moonlight falls on the ground, as if covering it with a layer of silver frost. In the dream, the small pavilion in the hometown forest comes into view, where the Yao flowers and plum blossoms are so beautiful. The years of friendship flow like poetry by the stream, eternal and unchanging. May friends have a bright future ahead, and no matter where they are, we all look up at the same sky, feeling the gentle breeze, and will never forget each other.

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