When I behold, upon the night’s starred face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows with the magic hand of chance (John Keats) // isn't it awful about people meaning to be kind // I believe we should all behave quite differently if we lived in a warm, sunny climate all the time. We shouldn't be so withdrawn and shy and difficult. // Thank you for coming back to me. // 两个视角回顾两人最后离别的场景，女主情绪很饱满，优秀的打光和构图
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