Lyricist Ye Xingsen, a grassroots writer in Anyuan rural area
10 The current him. He had already learned to look down on life.

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The current him.

He had already learned to look down on life.

It wouldn't be forever.

He wanted to do something online.

Let all of himself.

Everyone saw it.

It wouldn't be like before.

He was always thinking about something.

Many people knew about it.

For example, I play the cucurbit flute and the flute.

A few years ago, when he had just started learning.

He always wanted to let many people win.

He thought that I was good at playing instruments.

Hence, when she saw him.

He immediately picked up his instrument and started blowing.

Actually, I already knew.

In the eyes of many people.

My instrument.

He had just started learning.

To be someone who had practiced for many years.

The instruments they learned.

It was not even a scratch.

He saw a lot.

The auntie and uncle who didn't know how to play instruments.

There were also familiar faces.

He said that my instrument was very good.

He really thought in his heart.

He was very good at bragging.

He felt that he was really…

He played the instrument very well.

Actually, it was really unpleasant to hear at that time.

It was just that many people were embarrassed.

That was all.

He just didn't want to embarrass me.

I don't know how to do it now.

He cared about these things.

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