You Are Like a River and I Am Like a Lake
by Junxi
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I still remember the underground passage, the nervousness and anxiety every night, and the beating heart. The roads in Wuhan always make me confused. I am so confused that I have forgotten how long the Entrepreneurship Street used to be, and how long it has been since the building across the road to the east has been gone. I don't know if the old place in my memory has changed. In short, Guanshan has become strange now, but Hangzhou where I am is so familiar. In June, to the west of Longxi, the endless grassland was blooming with countless flowers, but I didn't dare to go there again. The stars in the Te Anau Caves are really, really, really dreamy. And the pure white towns I've been to are all alone... Do you know? The sunset over the Gobi is indeed beautiful. You always say that the world is gorgeous and colorful, and endless things have endless fun, so you move forward bravely and in stride. And I want to say: There are always endless roads in the world, and there are always endless scenery, but there is no longer a south wall that broke through with bloodshed, and there is no Yellow River to jump into without risking one's life. It seems that all the decisions I made in my life (about you) were wrong starts. There is only one thing I never doubt I did wrong, let alone have any regrets about, and that is loving the right person.
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