It took only 4 hours to return to Xi’an, but I began to miss the gurgling water beside the Han River and the cool breeze. I remember once saying: what are you still doing there? Now I suddenly found that I also fell in love with the quietness of Hanjiang River, which was a little pure. The river slaps on the river edge, wetting your feet. The night annihilated the moving of the river, but the lights on the South Bank were particularly bright. At that time on the north shore, I could hold your hand, even if I couldn’t see anything clearly. Nowadays, you and I are no longer as carefree and irrelevant as children. The concept of life and survival begins to be distinguished in consciousness. At this time, we struggled, struggling under the reinforced concrete, struggling in the whirlpool of time, struggling on the hot and dry Road, struggling but staring at one direction, not forgetting, not letting go. There were many unreal small houses on the Hanjiang River, but there was a real home in my mind, which seemed to be in sight but erratic. Even if there is no blue sea and blue sky; Even if there is no quiet mountains and forests. Don’t let me feel distressed for the people I care about. It’s not because I don’t want to feel heartbroken for you, but because I care too much.

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