Text/July Chang'an
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01.
The fish never left.
Spitting out blisters in the morning and whispering love with the trees; floating lazily on the water in the afternoon, looking at the trees; and on the most romantic nights, the fish leap up her beautiful body and show charming lines in the moonlight, only because there is someone on the shore who admires her.
The water is just a stone's throw from the shore, but it is the farthest distance in the world.
The fish could not cross the water's shore, because she knew that without the water, even if it was embraced by the tree, it would only be a flash in the pan, and the flower of life would wither away sooner or later.
The fish, clinging to the shore, looked affectionately at the body of the great shore on the shore.
She knew the pain of the tree.
02.
Big tree, seed of infatuation.
From the very beginning of meeting the fish, he knew that this life was only for one person to live, in the spring wind he could show his majestic posture, the thick branches swept the water, but he could never sweep the face of the fish, could hear the sound of the fish, but never smelled her body fragrance.
Although the distance is only one step away, it is thousands of miles away.
Every night when the stars come out, the trees are separated from the fish across the waterbank, listening to the insects singing softly in the ears, counting the stars in the sky, and jointly constructing a most beautiful bubble dream.
Many times, the seemingly closest distance has many barriers.
03.
Just like you and me.
Like a fish and a tree, the distance of the heart is very close, but the distance of reality is so far.
Separated by a thousand mountains, across a thousand heavy waters, and across this worldly barrier, we interpret a poignant love story with a kind of spiritual resonance in the void.
In this life, you are one of the most beautiful women I have ever met, not one.
Like a tree, when I meet the fish, the heart is tightly tied to her, and you are the fish in my heart.
Swim in the sea of my heart and never leave.
I heard your magnetic voice ringing softly in my ears; I saw your slender figure across the cold screen; I wanted to hug the most beautiful person under the sun, but I found hot tears flowing from my face.
Is the sunshine of that city as beautiful as the sunshine of Jiangnan?
Is the sky of that city as blue as the sky of Jiangnan?
04.
Life, if there is no love, how good it should be.
I can live in this unrestrained world without emotion, without pain, without wandering, without tears of sadness.
I would love to have a purposeless trip with you, even if it's just from this river to that river, even if it's just from this alley to that alley.
But it ended up empty.
Fall in love, can't stay together; fall in love, can't hear your breathing up close; fall in love, can't watch the sunrise and sunset hand in hand.
The distance between you and me is the distance between the fish and the tree, and we have guarded the distance of reality all our lives, sighing step by step, and getting old in a flash.
05.
It is customary to write the most beautiful acacia on this beautiful night.
What flows under my pen is always reading your poems, I am not Cangyang Gyatso, but I have the feelings of Cangyang Gyatso, I am not a big tree, but I have the same encounter as a big tree.
The peach blossoms reflect the beauty, and the rivers and mountains are picturesque and write spring and autumn.
In the country and mountains of this text, the pen is freehand peach blossom-like beauty, and the love story that we will never forget for a lifetime.
Remember to wake up early only to say good morning for you, and to go to bed late only to say goodnight for you, love, so tight, so lingering.
Remember the songs we sang together, the games we played, and the love that made huge waves in ordinary life.
Remember a night without stars? We poured out the infinite love of our hearts together and slept so sweetly.
How many times of reluctance, how many times of deep affection, in the years that have passed, left the most beautiful footprints.
06.
The most distant distance in the world is the distance between the tree and the fish, a distance between a few feet, but it cannot be guarded.
The most distant distance in the world is the distance between you and me, across the cold screen, although the heart is very close, but there is endless pain and suffering.
Will we still see each other in this lifetime?
I would love to walk into your city and breathe in the air there, but I can't help myself again and again, and I think you are the same, and the reunion is empty under the illusion of time and again.
You and I have become the farthest distance in the world, just as the distance between a fish and a tree.
You and I, becoming the most loving and yet poignant people in the world, keeping this love, just silently thinking about it all our lives, what is left but this?
Maybe one day, you'll walk into my city, or maybe, one day, I'll walk into you.
But, my dearest, when is the head?
The distance is still so far away, so daunting, just like the distance between this tree and the fish, very far, very far away...
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