my dreams play on the stage of moonlight in distant stars,but only i see that angel,💖

The lover is the shadow of the one you love, how is it possible to separate her from her?💖

When I was my own life, I became your life,art dear hands need you too,it turns out you are the inspiration for art,💖

On the battlefield, the lover is a bulwark for the lover,death was in love with immortality my dear,💖💖💖💖