Desolate Yuan Ye
Sunshine is a stone.
No one came to the seaside.
Waves are stones.
Virgin's nest
Blood is a stone.
A thousand-year-old tomb
The heart of the body is stone.
Hungry appetite
Grain is stone.
Stones are also stones.
Stone, stone, stone.
I have a living sphere in my hand.
You look at it coldly.
Human tears are stones.
Man is a stone.
Stormy drama
Birds' eyes are stones.
The sky is a stone.
Blanks. Blanks are stones.
The inside of the stone
The secondary land is stone.
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