Last year, at the invitation of a friend, I went back to Blackwater Cliff. It is autumn, and the wild persimmons on the mountains are ripe. I stood on the dam, looking into the distance across the surging river, with past events swirling in my mind.
For a long time after I came back, I couldn't calm down for a long time, and I thought about it for a long time. I still planned to write down your things, my things, and the things about Heishui Cliff. I'm afraid that one day I will forget. I can forget many things, but I don't want to forget you, you, and Blackwater Cliff.
What kind of pain it is, rivers and lakes cannot dilute it.
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Purpose: Love lasts forever
