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another's chest

dff@newsletter.paragraph.com (DFF) — Sat, 08 Oct 2022 07:44:18 GMT

Transfer the warmth of one person to another's chest Let the mistakes you made last time reflect on your dreams Everyone has enjoyed the fear Refused to be the lamb of love and sin Memories are beyond the grasp of the moonlight, and become dark when clenched Wait for the false back to disappear in the sunny All karma is forgiven when sunshine flows on the body Love never stops trying to drive to the end of time How brave it needs Candlelight lights up dinner, and no answer Love is not a warm dinner The bedspread is covered with petals to embrace and let it grow Too crowded to drive to other soil Feelings need people to take over, close to expectations A vicious circle of expectations leading to disappointment Short is always romantic, long is always dissatisfied Burn your beautiful youth and change your wife Transfer the warmth of one person to another's chest Let the mistakes you made last time reflect on your dreams Everyone has enjoyed the fear

hesitated

dff@newsletter.paragraph.com (DFF) — Sun, 25 Sep 2022 14:40:09 GMT

You dragged me and said you hesitated Why You're leaving with an umbrella before the rain stops I'm used to not stopping you You'll be back in a while The impression of love seems

(Reader: Ah, miss, do you sell peninsula iron boxes? Shop assistant: Yes. You can turn right from the front on the second rack. Reader: OK, thank you. Shop assistant: No.) Turn off the hall light, pu

Time machine

dff@newsletter.paragraph.com (DFF) — Tue, 13 Sep 2022 08:47:21 GMT

Do you know I was going to ask him to play a magician. He put on a beard. From morning till night, it has surpassed him. This hasn't arrived yet. have not arrived Then the second scene I dare not say this, but I have already finished filming. Is there no him? I dare not tell him that he is wearing that makeup, too. So he didn't shoot a scene in the end. And then I started waiting. Poor thing Ah, tell him after he finishes shooting the costume. hey You're done. All right Let's first hear if Jay wants to recommend a song first. uh uh Time machine. Good time machine

blue and white porcelain

dff@newsletter.paragraph.com (DFF) — Tue, 06 Sep 2022 08:14:29 GMT

The blue and white strokes outlined by the plain embryo change from thick to thin The peony depicted in the bottle is just like your first makeup Ranran sandalwood: through the window, I know what's on my mind The pen on the rice paper is half set here The glaze color exaggerates the charm of the painting of beautiful women, which is secretly hidden And your smiling face is like a bud Your beauty is drifting away Go where I can't go The sky is blue, waiting for the misty rain, and I'm waiting for you Smoke curls up from the kitchen, thousands of miles across the river At the bottom of the bottle, the Han Li was written, imitating the elegance of the previous dynasty Just take it as a prelude to meeting you The sky is blue, waiting for the misty rain, and I'm waiting for you The moon was salvaged, and the ending was dizzy Like the blue and white porcelain handed down from generation to generation, it is beautiful for itself Your eyes are smiling White and blue Koi leapt to the bottom of the bowl Copying Song typeface, but thinking about you Your secret hidden in the kiln for thousands of years Extremely delicate, like an embroidery needle landing Outside the curtain, plantain makes the shower, and the door ring makes the verdant And I offended you when I passed that Jiangnan Town In the ink splashing landscape painting You are hidden from the dark