, a clean-cut woman,
let me, a blind man who reads fragrance,
smell the lightness of the world, and float
with the air , I can recognize
your tender and affectionate eyes, the
eyelashes are countless thin moons I tug at the
crooked eyestrings and the
autumn water flows horizontally
My overdrawn heart
is refilled in the swaying as if I am
one step
away I forgot the lie
, and it will be smooth as before I am
one step away
I look forward to the care of a lifetime I
turn my head and still have your breath dance like a butterfly
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