He stands amid a sea of golden blossoms, sunlight tinting the sweat on his skin like honey. The wind brushes past—flowers and flesh gleam together, as if summer itself has taken form: young, pure, a wordless poem of life. 他站在金橙色的花海裡,陽光將汗珠染成蜜色。 風輕拂過,花與肌膚一同閃爍, 彷彿夏天本身有了形體—— 年輕、純粹、無須言語的生命之詩。 #AI
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