Dalu Hygeriana is like a white wave layer after layer
trying to avoid her dazzling smile, she clings to you
and occasionally throws a tantrum, but she's waiting for you,
and finally you let her go
this time She's still waiting for you,
but you forget that her journey is over when the
waves hit the coast Wine is what he wants, maybe he likes the feeling of being on the road, he thinks he's as strong as steel, so he put down that little white flower in exchange for a heart-piercing cry No one is who.
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