The story is all about looks, and the two beauties are really beautiful.
It's enough to watch beautiful women, no need for a movie with a plot.
But this poem is good.
Every night I hollow out my heart
But when the morning light first appeared, everything went back to the way it was
The gentle you turned into water droplets and seeped into the night's caress
In the evening my mind is all our shadows
Pain and happiness without a trace of comfort
love cannot be tolerated
The originally full and full desire was torn to pieces
My days are all scarlet
sorrow and longing
Gently chafing the longing days and nights
Try your best to find the trace of your finger
A wisp of fragrance, a breath
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