I looked at the sunset on the field, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on my face. It turns out that the heartbeat of youth can also last a long time. He is also a god, rushing to the mountains and seas to give thanks, like the bright sunshine, giving hope. When the wind blows over the mountains and sea, I can feel your breath at dawn.
Concept: Their beauty transcends gender, and their beauty is extraordinary. They really exist, depicted through my poor handwriting.