Opportunity is rising from sea level.
There is an eagle looking down.
See if his diamonds are missing.
Mist and the sigh of stars
Sad and dead morning light
On the edge of the sea, the frozen body of the island curled up.
After a deep sleep, the moonlight gradually swallowed them up.
When the mental fluctuation flashes, duckweed can cry like the sea.
Nothing can make seagulls breathe deeply.
The burning desire rises with the sea level in Ran Ran.
The sea has cried for billions of years, but the sun will never escape.
The emptiness of light and shadow
Follow the wonders of the ocean year after year.
at present
My soul
navigate by water/air
The distance between the ocean and the coast.