Let me say goodbye to you and gently take my hand away.
Knowing that longing has taken root from now on, the clouds are floating in the sky and the sun is shining, and the mountains and rivers are solemn and gentle.
Let me say goodbye to you and gently take my hand away.
Knowing that time has come to a standstill, tears gather in my heart like a river.
Even if it is such a helpless gaze, tomorrow is another world away.
My unchanging gaze will travel through time and space, staying at the farthest yet closest place to you.
Note: The above text and the same paragraphs in the text are quoted from "The Ferry" by Xi Murong.
I would like to write this article to commemorate our brilliant youth shining in the sun!
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