I would like to be Su Dongpo's best friend and chat with him easily and casually as an equal, without much desire or asking for anything in return. There is no need for each other to deliberately hide the pride or frustration, joy or sadness in their hearts. The lingering and passion of love has faded, but it seems to be a little more than friendship, just like the sweetheart in "The Jian Jia is green, the white dew is frost" in "The Book of Songs", neither close nor far from him, as if they are far away. If this is considered selfish, I would rather be seen as selfish.
Tonight, looking at the bright moon in front of the small building that Su Dongpo once chanted many times, I silently made a wish: If there is an afterlife, I would like to practice this life religiously, hoping to meet and get to know him. In order to realize this small wish, I am willing to go through thousands of hardships and suffer the pain of eternal reincarnation. Don't ask me why, life is so mediocre and cumbersome, you have to be spontaneous for your own preferences!
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