我路过万家灯火，而你才是我的归途。
台风天，雨砸到铁棚的声音，放电视剧的声音，白粥煮开的声音，所有的声音，都在告诉我，我想你。
你今天做别人不愿做的事，明天就能做别人做不到的事。
Life is not always what we want it to be. We fight. We cry. And sometimes, we give up. But in our hearts, we know it's still love.
我路过万家灯火，而你才是我的归途。
台风天，雨砸到铁棚的声音，放电视剧的声音，白粥煮开的声音，所有的声音，都在告诉我，我想你。
你今天做别人不愿做的事，明天就能做别人做不到的事。
Life is not always what we want it to be. We fight. We cry. And sometimes, we give up. But in our hearts, we know it's still love.
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