yournovel Chapter 312 311. You Are Here Too
Chapter 312 311. You Are Here Too
Cheng Xiyu's first stop was the Sahara Desert in Africa.
Sanmao said that for the Sahara Desert, she felt nostalgia from her previous life, so she went there, and thus "The Story of the Sahara" came into being.
When Cheng Xiyu finished reading this book, she always wanted to come here to see the place where San Mao and He Xi used to live.
Sanmao is a free woman who comes and goes like the wind, leaving her story in the desert, giving the desert a hug, and blooming a bright flower.
The flowers stand lightly in the heat wave. Since then, the youth will never fade, and the freedom will never change until death.
Wind and sand, heat waves, in the endless yellow sand, she wore a bright long skirt and sat in a desert sightseeing car to experience Sanmao's past.
It was as if she was also free.
She traveled through the Sahara Desert and experienced the magnificence of "the desert is covered with beautiful yellow sand, and the long river is full of smoke and waves at sunset".
She climbed the highest mountain, experienced Du Fu's ambition of "being the top of the mountain, and seeing the small mountains at a glance", and felt his outstanding independence and thought of helping the world.
She went to see the Lushan Waterfall, and learned what it means to "fly down three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days."
She went to see the prairie, and understood what it means to be "the sky is dark, the wild is vast, and the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep."
She went to Venice, to Mount Fuji, to the Aegean Sea, to appreciate the customs and customs around the world, flying alone over the city where people come and go, skipping time and space and fleeting years.
Everywhere she goes, she will send a postcard to Gu Li, sometimes sharing her mood at that time, sometimes sharing interesting things she encountered.
She still sends him a message every day to lick the dog value.
When she was in the Sahara Desert, she attached a photo of the Sahara Desert when she sent a message: Every time I miss you, a grain of sand falls from the sky, and the Sahara has been formed since then.
On the plane passing through the Pacific Ocean, she looked down at the sea from a high altitude: every time she misses you, a drop of water falls from the sky, thus forming the Pacific Ocean.
She said, there is thunder in spring, cool breeze in summer, rain in autumn, and snow in winter, but I have you in four seasons, which is better than countless in the world.
She said that mountains, rivers, grasslands, and lakes are not as moving as the deep pools in your eyes, and all the beauty in the world is not as good as your gentle smile at me.
The words of licking the dog slowly became full of sincerity.
Slowly, slowly, she discovered that she had never seen mountains and seas before, but now she has seen mountains and rivers, and she only wants him.
She misses him.
She once wanted to travel all over the world, to see the beauty of the world, to taste the customs of the world, to wander the world, to go to poetry and distant places.
It was later discovered that where he was, there was poetry and the distance.
So, longing became sick.
She began to count the days to miss him.
On the first day I missed him, it rained lightly in Venice, misty and hazy.
On the second day of missing him, she encountered high-altitude bumps on the plane to the Aegean Sea, and she was afraid. What if she couldn't go back?
On the third day of missing him, she fed the seagulls by the sea, and she thought, it would be great if he was there.
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From then on, the breeze is him, the fallen leaves are him, the rising sun is him, and the setting sun is him.
On the 120th day of missing him, the day before the college entrance examination, she packed her luggage and set off on her way home.
After wandering outside for half a year, she finally made up her mind.
She couldn't wait to go back, she wanted to see him.
She wanted to tell him, I have been to many places and seen many scenery, but the scenery is not as good as you.
Gu Li, I like you.