Outside the wall, the sun is setting. When I raise my head, I can't see the drizzle, but I can see the vast love between two people.
Rooftop, crescent moon, meditating on the nebula and earthly world, turning into butterflies and dancing in the world of mortals
On the horizon, the sunset glows, the face below is dotted with blush, and the solitary red bird is passing by, singing the vicissitudes of life.
Coast, mist, dark blue ripples, dolphins holding water drops scattered on the blue
Shadows, hazy, lowering their heads and murmuring, lingering memories of imaginary feelings.
From dreams, from dreams, from endless thoughts, I woke up again, and I found that I was still the same me
Listening to the ticking sound outside the window, I remembered the other side, the Orange Island Head there, a little longing, a little green there, my soul seemed to take off again
Maybe I'm still nostalgic for the past and have too many expectations in my heart
Returning to the beach in front of his house, I couldn't help but linger, my mood was infatuated and twisting and turning. My love was a thing of the past. My heart will never sleep in the future. Will I still think of him?
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"On this day, both Hirai and ninjas in Konoha were deeply depressed." "Hiraina" or "civilian"?
"On this day, both Hirai and ninjas in Konoha were deeply depressed." "Hiraina" or "civilian"?