I am a person who likes to travel, but I hate traveling alone, so I have never been to the places I have wanted to visit for many years. The place I once yearned for most was Tibet. Firstly, I had never been there, but others had been, and I was attracted by the Tibet described by others. Secondly, because it was a place far away from the central city, I thought it should be a suitable place for travel. On the way to travel, I imagined that I would meet such a person. We don't know each other, but we cherish each other because of the feelings in our hearts. I think this kind of relationship is also very beautiful. But for me, such feelings are not easy, and the weight of them is beyond my ability to bear, so naturally, "such love" will eventually lead to separation. I am not a pessimist, but I have been in it, and I naturally understand the bitterness and anguish involved. Therefore, I just say what I want to say in my heart, and say what others can't let go of. Maybe this is the original intention of me deciding to start writing!
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