God is thinking about you from afar. If you don't think about it, you will be wrong all your life...
When I think about it, that plain hand holds the pen, and the painting is full of flowers, but it cannot paint its own life;
After thinking about it, the mysterious clothes were fluttering, and the corners of the mouth were smiling softly, but they still couldn't keep the flowers falling in the water;
When I think about it, those bright eyes are prosperous, and there is a cup of sake in my hand, but I can't express my feelings to it;
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Why do so many thoughts arise? Why was it destroyed?
Just thinking about it from afar...