I was alone on the deep, ink-like seabed. I couldn't hear the chirping of seabirds, I couldn't see the changing water waves, and I kept sinking in the silence. Suddenly one day, a beam of light fell down, and in the bright beam of light, I saw a beautiful butterfly.
Gentle and calm teacher
conception:
When will you open a new book [shy][shy]
Same excuse as last time, old man