While watching the sunset, she snuggled into his arms... Dai Yuan thought secretly.
"No, it's okay." Dai Yuan looked strong.
"Okay, I'll help you." Yin Meng said.
"Well, thank you." Dai Yuan also looked polite.
After a while, we arrived at the hillside to watch the sunset. At this moment, the afterglow of the setting sun was brilliant, shining down from the horizon...
Shining on the entire rose garden, it is fiery red, brilliant, and rustling...
The beauty is breathtaking and intoxicating.
"The sunset is so beautiful." Yin Meng said with emotion.
Dai Yuan remembered that when he lived in a cave before, he probably rarely saw the sun and didn't appreciate the sunset many times.
"As soon as I reach the water in the setting sun, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red..." Dai Yuan said a few random words, but it was clear that there was no water in front of her...
"When you reach the water in the setting sun, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red... This sentence is really good." Yin Meng chanted repeatedly...
Of course, that's not what we said, that's what the poet said. If it's not good, can it be passed down through the ages... But I'll just use it for the time being and take it as my own words. Anyway, that poet will not be born until thousands of years have passed.
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"The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it's almost dusk..." Dai Yuan came up with two more sentences. Fortunately, she had memorized the poems in the middle school Chinese textbook, and it seemed that she might use them sometime.
She said these two sentences not without intention.
Judging from Yinmeng's current mood, a person who has lost his memory cannot think of anything and feels very empty... he will definitely be lonely. Only by saying a few words mixed with sadness can he get closer to his heart when he is lonely.
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He will feel that you can understand his mood and his thoughts.
Only then will his guard against you slowly relax, which will also pave the way for the person who finally invades his heart and takes him down.
This move is called the inner attack... Dai Yuan invented it herself.
Yin Meng repeatedly recited those two sentences that are eaten by modern people. These two sentences were very suitable for his mood, especially for the first person who heard it...
Yinmeng is immersed in the artistic conception of the sunset...
Dai Yuan was thinking about something else. Don't waste anything you don't do on the hillside.
Did you really come here just to watch the sunset?