Zhouzhuang Dream Butterfly. Flowers in the mirror and moon in the water.
Falsehood and truth, revenge and resentment.
Peering through the corners and gaps of time, he slightly raised his lazy eyebrows as before, and his pupils were as sharp as dragon claws tearing apart obstacles. The ultimate beauty appeared. The bumpy smoke rings gradually dispersed, and were sent to the distant shore along with the ties of annihilation.
The vaguely scarlet begonia blooms for a long time, burning the plains.
Even so, will you still love?
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In silence, there are no clear words
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