I longed for the strong wind and the long road of thousands of miles under the scorching sun. I ran in the desert to pursue the direction of the strong wind.
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I long for the solitary smoke in the desert in Wang Wei's poems. I send the strong wind into the yellow sand, and long for the stumbling in the sunset over the long river.
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? Pingxie
? Referring to the "Wind Controller" chapter of "Little Green and Little Blue" written by Dizi teacher
? It sucks. I just want to find a place to hang out.
Purpose: life