敢問；小生圖大志，無術不傾城，思思念念，老生懷舊
Questing: youth greets to ambition, no alchemist skills imagining
charming falls city walls, day to day missing thoughts to missing, elder
of old always miss the olds.
(In all your views, he is handicap, old wrinkle, tarted cloth, smell, curve back, low, sting, devlish old old Brahman, perhaps?)
From Pinterest
In
the mountain range of a Sunny Wind flows through walking path days, in
that, there is a figure in front ... the same sword with clothes cloth
old wears, someone. "Tree on this one side of path left meant you me in
the scene to my right ...mount? "
Earning to rise that gaze to the thousand miles of that distance blue, breezing wind with warm sun glorious felt, how soothing the free walking of that wildlife making easy? Its broaden make Self happy, the right emballishing reason to crown throne making excuse as real, still, the same tempament was, horse untame, never was, pride in doing so without restrain and I feel it on my face, its brush my fingers with a smile,
they are at that Country land, its meant to be the Beginning to the End
Trust of that promises, good words will persuade, their thoughts to where ought to meant? Sunset when to take off, fly towards that horizon blaring sun, passing by this ...trail. Distance family is not as close as the near by houses, and this is one mountain mount Top, one ground weed grass below, noise of none stop life affairs to argue?
Passenger, in the same Direction? Questing, Where is't here?
Same not, yes well?
That how why
Undetain... ... =
... affections of love self not made falls. still, remain uncared in the blurs states of unfelt, its not without help, to polite my part, truly, what makes you I quest you, is any undone wishes, to else where homy you I will?
Affection
Well receive undaring
This way
You first
(questing...)
Questing: youth greets to ambition, no alchemist skills imagining charming falls city walls, day to day missing thoughts to missing, elder of old always miss the olds.
... ... noise filled up to the mount top unfinishing, noise none cease.
Welcome guests her death apart Worlds makes her dooms, true.
You're Welcome
That's not my business
It is
One afteroon tea, too salty be trashed?
No
Its
not unknowing, why so demands their ordeal to erase face shame? See
others unwell intention, its only embance their doubts to break through
worries...
True?
Her love on her face shows remote away, historical facts records.
Ever studied poem, words, books, paints?
... ...to those few years of past uncared, not really felt to discuss if not this hour by present hours?
Is that so?
No reflection of true repentance, curses of others well salary in digital coins, true feel pride of High Indian Priest to his nose up rise, exchange to the swam crowd to enjoy moment, become that unfortunate without one the become to remian....digits.
Bites to hate, indeed, its not the right befitted time and space zone, students them
Exact words?
No
Instead to become?
Me
Must never become one 5 tall?
You over stated, tea?
Others
without a place to meets, on that occupation Worldly Order
governmental, she never says its thefting (comcubine), too well proud to
become its must be True. No real direction of a solid goal not daring
or inside strength, its must not you him faults, its all that spread
wild, all well space far uncountable, She is always lacking, of that
untrue, to dreamy doll, artifical....not Self knows, the destination of
unplaned was ruined at the starts she was, the same compassionate
embrace within, she him become depending each other to survive, base
upon thousand years virtues to migration of crowdly birds soars among,
one tarted life, its forever uncaring none stop separation pulling back
heart to fell and unfelt, true feeling for get close, leave and departs?
Its always never try to open mind to see...vow in eternality she will
not repent, if not for others to say, there is no more than 3 tall!
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(insist forgetting the Path, I forget the proper noun) Tea 🍵
Move the body language, not the fantasy imagination sexual.
Years of Days grinding the Devil scale at (grinding at)
What a good … …
Aiming Self High, nose to the sky
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Find you here
… … you are the guest. : ) (
Good togetherness good permissiveness
So that no where to be found lust、treat rich noble as equal to treat self sees the same
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Tea 🍵
Good buddy friend, this are modern vocabulary you and I.
No clue
I did not say you are.
It’s really like this? 🍵
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When the primary goal is the lust …
Never knew others arrives thousands distance knew themselves the mortal heart.
Mort … ...lestial (mortal celestial ) see the dagger.
To mean some other time / not the good mood for others times.
🍵
Why
Meet
Retrieve hermitage
(Annoying, truly annoyed)
why every trivial things to be bothered, not all to be spare to individual, that’s no where to be avoidance with …
（Annoying, truly annoyed)
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You are annoying
Your look
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