Limit to 500 words. Sunset through the screen window. Sit and watch the dusk. No one can see the tears in the golden house.
The cold wind whistles, the loneliness lingers, the music plays the fish, and the taste of elegance can be tasted by one person
The lotus pond is cool and cool, admiring the water. The pond with dead lotus remains is empty and lonely.
The broken hooks hang on the branches, and the cold light shines, smiling and waiting for people to go home.
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