Under the night light, the pale face was covered with layers of dark mottled haze, making him look lonely.
As soft as the moonlight, her silver hair revealed a hint of gentleness in every drop. It was danced by the breeze and danced slightly around her face.
Her eyes as bright and red as gemstones stared blankly into the distance, and a sad loneliness spread quickly into the distance.
Slender fingers gently rested on the dark blue skirt. The white inverse cross mark unwillingly highlights the sadness in my heart.
I remember when the dark purple rose on my dress had already faded away from its faint color, but I could never forget my love for my father.
The black string butterfly is in sharp contrast with the gorgeous silver hair that is as white as the moonlight. The betrayal of hatred flies high and proud in the wind, forever representing your aloofness... The flag that never falls is firmly nailed high to your own - lonely and proud flagpole by you with firm belief and perseverance.
Suddenly looking back, you can only see pieces of black feathers falling, and your sadness also falls to the ground.
Flicking her sleeves slightly, the white and luxurious lace Lolita long sleeves are reflected in the night, in this silent night...
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