walk
tones such as smoke and mirrors, shadowy
apprehensive and quiet
wilderness, wilderness is still
completely closed and alert
thorn in the side
a lonely island
mountains such as Dai, Sam Rainsy far volts
white linen under the sun
is light shallow and clean warm
cuddle The thin comfort that sticks to the skin
exudes a cold tenderness
and then puts on clothes and refuses to
ignore everything. The
past does not exist, the present
is just the present, and
many people come from the past.
To know is to dig out.
The softness under the layers of frozen soil is fuzzy flesh and blood
. This presence has nothing to do with the past, nothing to do with fun, nothing to do with emotion, nothing
to be concerned about, and
the kelp under the grateful sun, a kind of silent and supple
hands shuttle, like the
rising and
falling of the tide , the endless rhythm
touching a calm belonging
I'm crazy for feeling so lonely.
Then gradually, there is
commonality, sharing and
convenience, and caring.
Nothing really disappears. After
caring and caring, it means that the invasion
is not unnecessary or
unaccustomed, but powerless. Giving is
the reappearance or continuation of the inability to withstand the damage of resistance
At the same time, foresee one kind of pain cold silence
only time to embrace, not restless night after
the usual morning
one to one to the tide, sometimes total, suddenly no sound
hand no longer Qingwo
lateral
hugging
white has its tender warmth
Can sink in the noise
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