A wisp of smoke had already accumulated in his cold and resentful eyes. The elegance of dark blue is the interpretation of the bright smile on loneliness as deep as autumn water.
Her pink and white has an enviable but elusive brilliance.
It's just that the bright and shining life once again cannot withstand the deep cold sorrow.
Looking back, the tragedy of her life began to move towards an endless road from that watery night.
What died was her last touch of blue and the incense of smoke that contained no emotion.