She only thought that he was willing to fight on the battlefield, with comrades beside him to share the same cause with him. From then on, he could sigh for thirty years of fame and fame, and eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. He once practiced war in the desert with solitary smoke and long rivers as the sun set, and the smoke of war was everywhere. He also tested his limits and was exhausted on a beach with clear water and white sand and shadows of coconut trees. And all he wanted was the smoke from the cooking pots and the warm lights. The mountains and rivers are far and wide, and only with her presence can there be real fireworks in the world.
Intention: He walked up to her with a seductive look on his face: "How lonely are you in the whirlpool? How about I pull you up, or I go down to accompany you?"