How many times will you remember an afternoon of your childhood. an afternoon so deeply a part of you that you can't be without it? Perhaps four or five times more. Perhaps not even that. How many times will you watch the moon rise? Perhaps 20. And yet it all seems limitless. 普天之下无新事
crossed oceans of time to find you这句真的很容易击中少女啊小时候看完反思为什么会抛弃基努站怪物(我说女主然后自己也站怪物;现在重看还是会反思然后还是站怪物可能我们都容易因为爱而变得丑陋也因为爱而得到解脱总有一个世界里如同那天顶上的画我们在阳光下获得幸福(以及爱总是放手并让爱的人不要过自己这种被诅咒的生活