On the blue water, there are wooden sails gliding like arrows, eyes staring at each other.
Read each other's hearts, I am in front of the waves.
You chase the romance I evoke.
The sky is clear and blue, and the sun bathes the horizon.
You and I are close at hand and take care of each other's feelings.
Enjoy the meaning of silence
That black ripple marks a shallow route in the water, and we
The operation of the paddle breaks into rough waves. Think more and enjoy it.
A subtle moment of solidification.
Your creeping lips cover my Adam's apple, under the full sail
A kind of information and idea pervades the whole body.
The breeze blew through the blue water.
Fold out the image and spread the rhythm. This is an unforgettable voyage.
Plan on a hazy moonlit night, from that area.
The reef and floating began.
There are no extra stars there, and the artistic conception of the night is very hazy, just like us.
Like hazy love, here used to be.
An ancient route
I have been intoxicated by the dim light and am on the verge of death.
The drummer in my childhood memory.
Dead.
Euphemistic cello and dazzling waves also left memories, which I like.
This quiet and deep night doesn't need a motor to open it.
We use ancient dates as pulp.
Set sail with our ancestors' homespun. When we are tired, we look up quietly. Which one?
Is it you and my star? Can you reach the other shore? The waves are swaying.
Tired ship, can there be a rest harbor ahead?