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　　The treatment is parotid angiography. But it can't show his figure in the sun. Always think of the past at some time. I miss someone who will never come back.

　　Even if there is some concern in my heart, some love, but only across the horizon. Perhaps in the dead of night when tears will ring in the busy streets. But we all know that some things can never go back. So in the time gradually fade away. The silence passed on.

　　If the water is the moon in the sky, but the person beside the pillow is by his side. What belongs to you is really worth missing and worrying about. Now it is not like in the past, always miss the fragmented past, some things should be buried. That is the sorrow that can never be changed. Recently, I have a short life with people around me. It's gone in a flash.

　　Then for myself, it's a long time to be alone. Without selfishness, when you go to the ethereal things, the real concern only belongs to him. That kind of concern can let oneself obtain the strength to face the reality.