It's clear that nothing has been lost, but why does my heart seem to be empty? The story is inspired by "The Fairy in the Painting" sung by Jinsha, "How could I bear not to see that delicate and perfect face? The raindrops fell and wetted the entire eaves. You stood to my left soaked. You are as beautiful as a fairy in a splash-ink painting. I came closer and handed you a handkerchief. You suddenly smiled and said thank you. The shower stopped and you just got better. Walking farther and farther along the bluestone road, the parting-like space reminds me of my constant longing for you. If the rain continues, I can look at you a few more times, and now I can only kiss your face with a handkerchief. Tears flow across my lips, and the pen and ink are swaying on the rice paper and inkstone to depict my endless longing for you. If we can still meet on a rainy day, can I invite the fairy in the painting to admire the flowers and the full moon?"
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