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When the warm wind blows my long hair, my missing is as lingering as the floating hair, looking for your direction at the other end of the sky. I don’t know what you are busy with at this time? Maybe I am busy working in front of the computer? Maybe you are walking in the vast sea of people? ……. Everything touches my distant thoughts. Maybe the encounter and acquaintance with you in this life are destined to be different from each other and far away from each other! If I had never met you, maybe I didn’t know there was such a long distance? If I had never known you, I might not understand your loneliness? If I had never met you, there would be no ripples in my heart, and the surging thoughts would sigh softly in countless nights when I miss you! Maybe this is life? How many people can it reach the end of the world! How many people are at hand?

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