It is inevitable to say so clearly, but it is necessary to teach people not to be embarrassed. It is also okay to think about it. Thinking about it, it is such a unique fascination. I have never seen that mountain, but I have only heard someone talk about it, or it is because of the shadow described in the words, and I think it is still water, but it is not possible to have a clear encounter. It is ordinary, usually, and only when I am in love can I have the opportunity to share it.
But it is such a sharing, and sometimes, more often, the subtle appearance is gradually becoming calm. It is not just the other thoughts, I have never thought about it. Even in this dream, it will also come and go in a dream, gradually becoming more and more, but it is already clear, and it has already unintentionally become clear. It is just the appearance of the dream, or my shadow, even if it is drunk, it is just a casual expression.
And often, it is precisely this way that makes me deeply fascinated by the gradually deepening appearance and shadow, which has never been so ordinary. It is the gradually fading ink shadow, often shallow, and it makes it more difficult for me to understand. It is often the case that the gradual deepening is the deepening of love.
It is the same as before, unintentionally, in this heart, it is necessary to turn the already distant eyebrows and eyes into shadows that are gradually disappearing, and gradually, I don't know why, it has opened up a pool of light and dark,
The mountain becomes greener in the ink, and the water gradually becomes clearer between the ink. The lines of shadows and thoughts, the lines of thoughts and shadows, often make it impossible for people to think without intention, and when they think about it, they often have no intention to do so. It is also the same with love and feelings, it is just that I have no intention to describe how the scenery is.
And it is even more clear that the unbearable feelings are self-evident. It is not intentional to come, but I feel deeply that the beautiful and extraordinary moment, between the eyebrows, becomes lighter and denser, and the contour of the shadow that is difficult to fade is already self-evident.
I think it is even more clear that this is a foolish thought, but it is appropriate to say so, and at this moment, the willingness is like the ink color that came lightly before, and it is already self-evident.
I think it is even more clear that this is a foolish thought, but it is appropriate to say so, and at this moment, the willingness is like the ink color that came lightly before, and it is already self-evident.
Gradually, I have no intention to think about the mountains and water anymore, and I also have no intention to stare at them. It is also unintentional to go away. Gradually, I am more and more unwilling to see the moonlight, whether it is the faint silver in my eyes or the shadow in my heart.
I am afraid that it will be a unique fascination, and she will be even more indifferent. I just want the mountains and water to ripple with the ink color, and that's it. The moon that brings sorrow, and the mountains and water that have dreamed of a clear dream, I can't bear to sleep with them anymore.
So, there is no need to say anything more, how can I continue to cherish.