事情是这样的
因为我真的很想看图一小鱼的脸配黑色衬衫
就把图一自己加工了一下画成了图二
然后我发出去之后一位姐妹提到了黑执事
我灵机一动感觉鱼这张好384
然后我就想给他画一个白手套
画完之后更像了就又给他画了一个COS的妆
然后就是震惊
非常震惊
我只能说
我仿佛听见了一句
“Yes, my lord.”
因为我真的很想看图一小鱼的脸配黑色衬衫
就把图一自己加工了一下画成了图二
然后我发出去之后一位姐妹提到了黑执事
我灵机一动感觉鱼这张好384
然后我就想给他画一个白手套
画完之后更像了就又给他画了一个COS的妆
然后就是震惊
非常震惊
我只能说
我仿佛听见了一句
“Yes, my lord.”
Good morning Monica Chan whom I love the most and I will always love you❣️❣️
Everything is going bright, I stand in love Monica Chan.
Day time and start today with morning
I want to take care of Monica Chan all my life
I want to live with Monica Chan all my life
I love Monica Chan with all my heart
Please! Monica Chan! Give me your heart ❤️
Live well today ❣️ Monica Chan
Really I love Monica Chan so much and forever ❣️❣️❤️❤️
Everything is going bright, I stand in love Monica Chan.
Day time and start today with morning
I want to take care of Monica Chan all my life
I want to live with Monica Chan all my life
I love Monica Chan with all my heart
Please! Monica Chan! Give me your heart ❤️
Live well today ❣️ Monica Chan
Really I love Monica Chan so much and forever ❣️❣️❤️❤️
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William Shakespeare
Sonnet XXVII
Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed,
The dear repose for limbs with travel tired;
But then begins a journey in my head,
To work my mind, when body's work's expired:
For then my thoughts, from far where I abide,
Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee,
And keep my drooping eyelids open wide,
Looking on darkness which the blind do see
Save that my soul's imaginary sight
Presents thy shadow to my sightless view,
Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly night,
Makes black night beauteous and her old face new.
Lo! thus, by day my limbs, by night my mind,
For thee and for myself no quiet find.
William Shakespeare
Sonnet XXVII
Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed,
The dear repose for limbs with travel tired;
But then begins a journey in my head,
To work my mind, when body's work's expired:
For then my thoughts, from far where I abide,
Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee,
And keep my drooping eyelids open wide,
Looking on darkness which the blind do see
Save that my soul's imaginary sight
Presents thy shadow to my sightless view,
Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly night,
Makes black night beauteous and her old face new.
Lo! thus, by day my limbs, by night my mind,
For thee and for myself no quiet find.
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