: The clenched lower lip is bright red, the voice of loving you leaks from the gap between the lips, and the storm in the eyes is going to sweep people to the depths of hell.
The tide surges and hits the rocks, which are soaked and glow with a lovely jelly color.
Night is approaching, and the setting sun makes the water droplets on the eyelashes sparkle. The eyelashes flap like butterfly wings, and the water droplets slide down, leaving large dark stains on the hem of the clothes.
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