A few years later, when I recalled this painstaking calculation, I only complained about why the last time could not be longer.
The sky in Qingqiuyuan is always so blue, with green grass in the distance and clouds stretching thousands of miles away. I wish I could turn into a fish or a bird when I was so happy. I even forgot my identity and the responsibilities I shouldered. In the boundless wilderness and vast land, I only stared at that woman, taking her happiness as joy, tossing and turning because of her troubles, and treating every emotion she expressed from her heart as the most precious treasure.
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