


He's a middle-aged man. Medium body, short hair, slightly bald, fleshy, microcamelback. His face was solid, and his gentle eyes were drawn from the thin glasses, and he had a delicate look. Anyway, he's a smart man with a good heart.
"A woman is a new sea. The depth of the dive, the diversity of the underwater species, the vortex, the current and the lethality of the hazard coefficient are all investigated in the field.
The core of the blade is to learn to breathe like a fish, not to struggle, to spread your limbs, to remain still and to hand yourself over to the sea. Yeah, just like this, all -- all -- fall. Imagine a body with a smooth and light skin, one tight - one narrow - one tight - with water.
The woman was in the water with me and her eyes never left me on the boat. Such a moment should be one of restraint and should not be too happy. I saw that the body under that red red dress was breathing, and it was a gap that could bridge with my contours.
When you jump off the boat, you'll be the first to get into the water. The sea was cold, and I swung, and I fell into the blue before me.
There is no end to the underwater world that can extend indefinitely. I was pierced by water, like a note in the ocean's spectrum, cut into my waist by a five-line spectrum.
Dolphins surrounded her. I'm chasing them. They're far away. That dolphin is a little fat, like her lower half. So deep, they're still glowing, they're looking at each other, they're close, I'm looking at them.
After school that day, my dad drove me home, and I sat on the side wheel as usual. I pull out the window, and the golden sunset is an unreal beauty, and the air is full of pleasant breath. There are so few people on the road, Dad drives fast.
All of a sudden, a fox came out of a grass pit on the side of the road and snuck into the road. It's a long, brown tail, and it's very flexible. I stood still and wondered whether the soft tail or the imminent death that accompanied it had caught me.
Dad stepped on the brakes, but it was too late. I almost closed my eyes. At the moment when death was approaching, it turned towards me, and jumped towards me as if it had fallen on the glass in front of the car with no weight, and then jumped again, and passed over the roof, with a big tail sweeping over my head, and fled over our car.
She and the dolphins began to dive slowly, the yellow ankles were visible, and I was anxious to keep up. The dolphin saw me. It turned around, waiting for me. She knows I'm in the back. I'm going to get her back. Look at me, don't move my eyes: I'm stretching, growing, deep into infinite blue, all I want to burn in the water.
The sea began to deform in front of me, and the waves twisted, like a huge sea lung breathing, and my forehead was a little tight, but my oxygen was good. Take me down. I want to go deeper and show me who you are. Deeper and deeper, pull me away."
"I'm watching."