Who makes a pot of tea on the cliff
Warm concerns about past lives
And I'm adjusting to the thousands of years of jet lag. I drink all the love and hate.
Time beats on the rocks
I grew my hair long again and patiently waited for the coastline to change.
It's going to rain heavily and the wind will blow hard
who is afraid
The sea breeze has always been attached to the sand
You missed my years
Miss my new branches and my white hair
Miss my reincarnation cheek
Butterflies are still madly in love with flowers
do you still love me
I'm waiting for a word from you
Walking all my life, the farthest I can see from the cliff is the sunset.
Which family are you in this life?
I want to speak but shed tears first
Disappearing waves on the beach
Makes me think of home slowly
Where is the eternity once promised?
Never let go
The memory of reincarnation is fading
I will keep it in mind
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Every time I write an article, I can't finish it. In order to push myself, I outline it.