"Listen, it's the sound of the wind." Liu Lanyue turned to look out the window, as if looking into the distance, as if in a daze, someone seemed to be whispering in her ear.
Is this a dream?
Probably not, but it feels like waking up from a dream.
A few years later, he disappeared completely, leaving only the yellowed and creased letter.
He almost forgot, only Feng remembered the traces of their arrival.
He is unwilling to...
"Brother, you said, wait until the wind stops. But, when will the wind stop..."
"Long time no see." "Have we met?" "Maybe."
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"I like it, but life is unpredictable and things are unpredictable." "But, brother, don't you know everything?"
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My God will take care of you.
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"I can only hear your voice."
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Bad brother... Little liar...
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I want to plant my soul into camphor and let camphor keep my love forever.
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"I am a passer-by." "No, not a passer-by."
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The teacher said that the wind speed varies. But I can't calculate the speed of falling in love with you.
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He may not know that it is like a mountain and a sea, but more magnificent than the mountains and seas, and is like a distant wind. After meeting him, I no longer obsessed with marveling at the mountains and seas, but looked forward to the wind.
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No one knows that the young man is passionate, only the wind silently conveys it.
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That year, when I looked at the mountains, they were not mountains, and when I looked at the sea, it was not the sea. All I could see was him.
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Sometimes, for some reason, I feel like he knows me better than I do.
I feel like I am becoming more and more like him, and he is becoming more and more like me.
I can't figure it out, and I can't figure it out.
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I thought, what will happen to my paper airplane?
It probably passed through the heavy clouds and hit his heart directly.
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"How do you know what I think, what I want, and what I love?"
"The wind told me that I am omnipotent and omniscient, but you are fearless."
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"It seems... Different..."
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There seems to be a breeze blowing between the lips, and the sweetness on the tip of the tongue is like the wind.
Outside the window, the sky is dark, the moon is bright, and the wind is not stopping...
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Please God give me a wind...
You say
"Listen to the guidance of the wind..."
"When the wind stops, you can see me."
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I am you, like you...
You are the wind, like the wind...
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I want to embrace the moon, and the moon is in my arms.
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Listen to the sound of the wind...
Intention: Dreams never deviate