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The word solemn is the shortest curse.
He chewed it carefully, melting it with love. Calm and fearful.
One bright and one extinguished, one thought of three thousand, but it is like clouds and mist spreading over the heart, unable to contain the emptiness.
He brewed a can of glutinous rice wine and wet his sleeves.
She spent all her life and returned to dust.
Halfway through the snow, my hair was dyed with wind and frost, and my eyes were covered with dazzling flowers.