
South of Lushan Mountain, North of Time
by Shisanyao
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Sitting alone in the corner of a cafe, slowly drinking a cup of unsweetened coffee. The bitter and sweet aroma is very much like something from the past. And this moment of peace was gently broken by an accidental singing voice - and also opened up a soft corner in the memory. Fragmented thoughts slowly emerged, like a yellowed picture scroll quietly unfolding. I looked around and saw only the shadow of a smile. The words echoed in my heart: "Time has passed and will never come back, the past can only be recalled..." When I opened the old photo album, I suddenly realized that it had been ten years. I once thought I could go back to the beginning; only later did I realize that things and people here have long since changed. Can you still follow the marks you left to find your story? I've walked the same path you've walked. The trees are still so green, the wind is still so light, but there is no familiar figure. The past is like a dream, erratic and distant. I got lost on the way and couldn't find my original direction. Camphor leaves pile up and cover the path. The mountain city in the distance is as far away as a lifetime. At this moment, I seemed to gradually dissipate into this once familiar street. Will you suddenly appear and say softly: "Long time no see." "
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