When we walks past this very place, we leave behind our footsteps. When a particular something lives, it leaves behind a trace.
The Original Color with scares it bared from the many years of living, makes it all special.
我们走过眼前的路，一定会留下脚印。只要活过，一定会在这世上流下痕迹。
当岁月的痕迹烙印在原色上，会变成活过最好的证据。
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