Reunion is the wish of the heart, but regret is the norm in the world.
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"Liu Xia, we always miss it," the grass and trees all over the mountain were silent, Song Yi's clothes twitched slightly, "not anymore."
The flowers in front of the tomb were blown by the breeze, and the old friend was gone.
(I was just in a hurry at the time. I'll write it later when I have more time.)
Intention: "I will wait for you until everything is silent."