She is like the clear mirror lake at the foot of Yinshan Mountain, and you are the soaring goshawk. Your vigorous and heroic posture is reflected in the center of her waves, causing ripples in circles.
It is her destiny to look up to you, but the goshawk's heart belongs to the sky, leaving only an illusory reflection in vain.
What she needs is always the whirling willows, which can be brushed at all times to provide her with shelter from wind and rain.
What about you, what are you?
White clouds, where the goshawk is, there are white clouds!
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