Watching Chonglou at Night and Watching the Sea by White

She stood apart from the sea and then swam into the sunset. She looked back with eyes like an isolated island. Do you love the sea? Will you jump into the sea? The night is about to pass. The sun has arrived, but the sun is not ours. We have to sleep. Came into this world, was screened out, picked on, given a mission, died in infancy and was killed on the way. Give up easily and start over again, become flammable and explosive, become a flower of rumors, or someone you don't even know.