the crystal youth cardamom is in an unprovoked mood of 5 strings (from I wonder why my inlaid harp has fifty strings). Time on paper is spent in an all-consuming love (exclusively given). Listen to the story of violets under two flowers. Listen to the rain song downstairs. Beautiful heart is clear. Flowers under the pen. Crystal wind chimes. Youth whispers. Crystal fairy tales. Dream of falling in love with butterflies (from the sage Chuangzi is day-dreaming, bewitched by butterflies).
Picking up shells \ ".
Rain is flying in the window, and wind chimes on the left bank.