I have been waiting here for 999 years. I can't remember many things, but there is a voice in my mind that keeps lingering: Just wait, I will tie a red ribbon for you when I return. I can't remember who it was, but the voice was so young, full of youthful vigor and ambition. In my heart, you have never left, and you have never changed, because this time, it is my turn to leave. This time I left you, it was wind, rain, and night; just like this, the mountains and rivers will never meet again.
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