Waiting for your visit again
This is the wine you used to drink
Love to eat fish, love to love the right lamp
These are Persian shoes, Greek pillows
This is your insatiable posture
The avalanche of the soul, the swallowing of joy
Even though the Bible is shriveled and yellow, it still has my seal everywhere
Gritting one's teeth with hatred
It is the lover who feels deep regret
——Mu Xin
You are to me what Shakespeare is to England, Dante is to Italy, and Cervantes is to Spain. No matter how thick the door is or how tall it is, it will become my triumphal arch because of your support. It writes about the teacher-student love between Xu Yun and Chu Wuyun's loss and recovery.
I posted it on Tieba before but it was too immature, so I decided to revise it significantly and repost it. Previously, the pace was too slow and I was unable to write the first part of Wuyun. However, when I wrote about First Wuyun, I would write it more affectionately, and there would be more discussions involving drama and literature.