She has a pair of clear eyes, which are bright and charming. When she looks at her, it feels like she owns the whole world.
He has a pair of eyes that are invisible to anyone. In his eyes, the world is ups and downs, ups and downs.
Through her eyes, the world is shallow and visible; through her heart, the mundane world is clear and moving.
Looking into his eyes, all things seem to be objects but not objects. Entering into his heart, the world of mortals is like smoke and mist.
What he owns is the whole world.
And she, alone.
Passing through the crowds and layers of fog, her eyes met his.
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