A single fixation, in wait for a beautiful encounter

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A single persistent thought, awaiting a beautiful encounter. In my thoughts, I adore the waves – those waves that splash freely and vigorously, whether in rivers, streams, or the sea. It’s especially in winter when the waves are crystal clear, cool, and pure white in color. On winter days, the warm sun shines, and a gentle breeze brushes against the face. Under the setting sun, on the beach, there’s miles of golden sand; the blue waves crash against the shore, creating layers of foam. Walking barefoot, I wander deep within time. Within the waves, there’s a warm current that helps things grow slowly and bloom gradually. In an instant, the waters become vast and misty. Through the years, the tides come and go. At the peak of the waves, there’s a glimmer of life. There was once a promise, one that remains firmly held in my heart, untouched by wind or rain. At the edge of the sea, at the ends of the world, my love endures. Whether you come or not, I’ll still be here. A single persistent thought, awaiting a beautiful encounter. That’s what Wang Ping said