Alone, I climb the western tower in silence; the moon is like a hook. A lonely parasol tree stands enclosed in a deep courtyard, locking away the clear autumn.
See the simplest sights, and keep company with the most unusual person.
"Tong Shen, don't be afraid. It's me."
If you had to rate how they see each other, it would be sin squared x plus cos squared x.
Theme: If reading this makes you think you'd be better off not reading it, go study instead.
