After the vicissitudes of life, you are still so beautiful, but I have turned into a real drop of water. The sound of flowers blooming comes from my heartbreak. I am stopping on a withered yellow leaf. Above your head, wisps of sunlight are covering your head. My refracted light shines on your face, trembling and beating. The wind blew me away, melted into your tea, and was enveloped by the dense white air. It is said that the cause of the past life is the result of this life. You take a sip of water, and there is me in it. I finally kissed you, as sweet as I imagined. It should be that I have been waiting for thousands of years without regrets, just for this moment to be with you and truly feel your tenderness.
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