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est. march 16, 2023

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[260220] 徐明浩_The8 Weibo Update:

🛥️♾️ #过年8天乐#

trans: 🛥️♾️ #lunarnewyear8daysofjoy

#minghao #xu minghao #the8 #myungho #seventeen #photo #weibo #260220 #2026 #my translations

[260220] xuminghao_o IG Story Update

#minghao #xu minghao #the8 #myungho #seventeen #video #photo #instagram #260220 #2026

[260220] xuminghao_o IG Post Update

#minghao #xu minghao #the8 #myungho #seventeen #photo #video #instagram #260220 #2026

[260220] THE 8 Weverse Post Update:

💎시간 잘 보내고 있나요 저는 설날 잘 보내고 왔습니다🤩

translation:

💎are you all having a good time i came back after having a good lunar new year🤩

#minghao #xu minghao #the8 #myungho #seventeen #photo #weverse #260220 #2026 #my translations

[260219] 호시 Weverse Post Update:

🐯🎱

#🥹#minghao #xu minghao #the8 #myungho #seventeen #photo #weverse #ft. hoshi #260219 #2026

[260219] Seventeen Japan Official Fanclub

『SEVENTEEN WORLD TOUR [NEW_] IN JAPAN』 Behind Cut

#minghao #xu minghao #the8 #myungho #seventeen #photo #japan fanclub #membership #new in japan #260219 #2026

[260219] Seventeen Japan Official Fanclub

『SEVENTEEN WORLD TOUR [NEW_] IN JAPAN』 Behind Cut

#minghao #xu minghao #the8 #myungho #seventeen #photo #japan fanclub #membership #new in japan #ft. seventeen #260219 #2026

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Tang Xiuqiong’s “When We Sit in February” Read by Xu Minghao

Translation:

In the distance lie mountains, a small village, and the crystal-clear waters of Xingyun Lake. From the lakeshore, the cries of seagulls echo, Though not clear, they are far-reaching, Like a violin in the air suddenly plucked a note. It's already February. A gust of wind, stronger and stronger, scatters the willow branches, and ripples the spring water. Where are those few intoxicated forsythia blossoms? I saw them last year. They're still in the same place this year, as if waiting for me to pass by. I prefer this simplicity, silently alone. The streets are bustling with people, each in their own place. This season is for waiting, for writing. The past, whether complete or incomplete, is for memories.