Your ethereal eyes are reflected on the clear pool. You will die and be reborn, just like you are drowning. There is a faint trace of sadness sliding across your smile. You go and pick up the damaged ones. The petals are like gently holding up your damaged life. Everything is silent. Only the slowly disappearing rustling sound of an ink painting in the distance can be heard, disappearing with your departure^^^
My own hands What was written was not posted under my name, it was all plagiarism!!
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Sorry, I forgot about the "delicate" one, eh, eh, I reiterate, it's so delicate In front of "Xiaorou" in "There is a faint trace of sadness sliding across your smiling face", that is, it is changed to "There is a faint trace of sadness sliding across your delicate smiling face"