Thinking of You in the Mountain City in May

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In Wuyi Mountain in May, leaning by the window, gazing at one’s hometown; on nights after a storm, there is a gentle breeze. With a piece of paper for thoughts, listening to the falling petals, there are always some songs that reach deep into the heart, ones that one can listen to over and over again without getting tired of them. There are always things that remain etched deep in our minds, things that we cannot shake off. There is always someone who can appreciate our humble strengths, which fills us with gratitude; it makes our hearts like mirrors, unchanged over the years. Through the coolness of our fingertips, we hope for a peaceful life. Along this journey, we realize that warmth in life serves as a guiding force for us – not hurried, not intense, but steady and orderly. A gentle smile carries countless expressions of affection. Amidst the dust and chaos of the world, we move with calm thoughtfulness. At the end of the seaside, we look back, and everywhere there seems to be a whole new world. We wait in silence in the depths of tranquility. A touch of Tang dynasty style, verses from the Song dynasty, songs from the Yuan dynasty – these allow us to immerse ourselves in the scent of ink, to let our hearts be intoxicated by music, and to let our dreams fade away with the passage of time.