You said you love her... Do you do it for love or for sex? How much restraint can any humble or proud emotion hold when facing nakedness? Maybe it will be scattered like light clothes... Give me warmth, give me tenderness, when I put on clothes... Can you guarantee it? If you love someone, if you love someone deeply, you should love every inch of her body. There is only holiness and no filth. Even suppurating wounds and ligation scars. Even if it looks like the terrifying face that is on fire in the middle of the night singing, you still dare to kiss her. Love, the poison, and time, the sharp weapon, are both soul-stirring props, like the blood marks cut by a dagger. The flow of blood is hot, and the flesh color of the wounds is painful. Look at a group of children running after each other in the spring forest. Behind all the good things, there is a bear watching...