Brown soil, pale human bones, dead trees...
You are like the black butterfly, staying on the desolate epitaph...
Black hair is flying, black clothes are like feathers...
Want to fly away, but stay...
Who are you...? Who am I...
I just know that my heart keeps telling me... I want to fly away with you... I want to stay with you...
You fly quietly, staying at the top of the high pavilion, your wings fluttering, as if you are telling endless longing...
"Yes, yes, miracles will happen..."
Wait, wait, I will find you again...
The wind blows gently, blowing the song of fate and reincarnation...
Breeze on the left hand, sunshine on the right hand;
We met in the past past,
We know each other now,
Fall in love in the future;
Persistence is the prerequisite of love,
Travel is the way of love,
Separation is necessary for love,
Sleeping together is the end of love;
Don't shrink back and face everything bravely;
Don't give up, work hard to create opportunities,
Don't worry, the falsehood is far away,
Don't be discouraged, hold on to the sword in your hand,
Don't be sad, that end is not the end;
Thousands of sails have passed, and there is a rainbow after the rain;
The breeze remains the same and the sunshine remains the same.
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Notes for reading:
1. This article is a BG article...
2. It's impossible for Sensang to do anything...
3. I may have convulsions from time to time, but please believe that my mind is normal most of the time.
4. There is no guarantee that it will be completed, and there may be pitfalls.
5. I have been a little busy recently, so the update time is irregular.
6. If Sen-Sang or something is really popular... I... Will consider a spin-off...- -|||
(Actually, in the final analysis, I am very cute, right? -)