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He thought of 1988, the first time they had met on this mountain.

Time was like a shuttle or a river, while the sun and moon were like arrows.

In the blink of an eye, four years had passed.

Today, I came to this mountain again. I am in a good mood and I am smiling happily …

You and I sit side by side on the floor.

Since we've known each other, we've hated each other for knowing each other too late.

One heart loves one another, and two hearts are sweeter than honey.

How much wind and rain together, how much sunburn heart is connected;

How many love letters greetings, how many smiles warm heart.

How many embraces the intoxicated room, how many handshakes pass on emotion;

How many kisses sweet as sugar, how many missing feelings.

We are together today, we are attached to each other,

The flower knot love fruit, happiness is always like Tarzan.

Dearest little sister, do you remember when your brother went to Beijing to travel? Although I am in Beijing, but my heart is always thinking of you. Here's a poem I wrote for you on May 19th:

Standing in Beijing, I wonder if the little sister is busy?

Although I am, and always think of the little sister.

Now I could hear: Where is my brother now?

I can see it now: your handsome face.

At this moment, he had forgotten everything except the little sister.

It's been four years since we met.

Those beautiful moments, let you and I never forget;

I want to carve your deep love in my heart forever.

The little sister he missed the most, memories were beautiful, love was eternal. After sending them off for May, it was finally June when the flowers were in full bloom. This is what I think:

Sending away the fiery-red May, welcoming a new June; opening ten thousand fresh flowers for you, little sister has never thought about it.

Every day I think of you, all the time, and I'm so happy to be able to see you.

You are a rose, you are like a red flower; you have a swish in your eyes, that's true.

Brother is just for you, love will never be erased; just want us to be together, to bathe together in love …

I miss you, little sister, day and night. I miss you so much. As a result, he had developed a habit of composing poetry:

The full moon is four years short, the same road rough;

The summer came and went with a constant longing, feeling like the waves of the sea.

Remembering little sister's long term love, always missing him in her heart;

I hope you and I can meet for a long time, and not see each other again for a day like three autumns.

My dearest little sister, I clearly remember that the 4th of July was a fine day when the sun was high in the sky. You promised to meet me in Erdaojiang with a bad cold. We walked down the winding mountain road to the rendezvous. That's what I thought about that date;

July, the sun was like a fire, clouds were floating in the sky;

little sister wanted to find me while he was sick.

Long Shan Road side by side, four eyes looked at each other love torrential;

Join hands to go to the rendezvous place, love like lacquer to put the soul pin...

little sister, I miss you all the time. On July 10th, I specially went to visit you. That day, when you were working outside and saw me go, you threw away your work and went inside to accompany me. I took your hand and hugged you and kissed you. Today, I felt especially happy; especially intoxicated; especially happy. My feelings for that day were as follows:

I miss the little sister, only in the four eyes;

He clasped his hands together and felt the warmth, and the blood in his body began to boil.

How many days and nights of longing, how many moments of love and life,

You and I are like mandarin duck birds.

The little sister that I miss the most, July 27th, is an unforgettable day. We met at Dragon Mountain for more than 4 hours. This day has left me with an eternal memory:

Yes, let us gather together, it is love, let us go far away;

It is to make us suffer, to read, to fall asleep.

Feelings, let us depend on each other for life and death, let us be forever intoxicated heart room;

Acacia, let us look forward to each other, hot kiss, let us sweet as sugar.

You are so beautiful and many, you are so kind and kind;

You are so charming, you are so amorous.

Great love, you will always be young, holy love, you will always be by your side.

I will remember you, engraved in my heart; I will hold you in my arms and let your hair be dyed with frost …

little sister that I miss every moment, on August 9th, I coincidentally met you at Taoyuan. So we came to the mountain again. You don't care about the heat, you're not afraid of being affected. For me, he was willing to sacrifice everything for me. This spirit will always encourage me to move forward. The date of that day, I think, was like this:

Unknowingly another autumn, August weather is hot hard to harvest;

little sister's clothes were drenched in sweat and she was sweating profusely.

To love without caring about the heat, to love with the same heart;

To miss the date, to walk side by side for happiness.

Love each other love fire, hold your hand tightly;

Their eyes were like the ocean, their blood boiling.

A thousand words, love you just love enough;

He was not afraid of the wind or the waves, and he would not stop until he had achieved his goal …

Dear little sister, I have used a lot of memories to write this letter to express our deep love; I have used a lot of memories to explain our true love; I have used a lot of memories to explain how we missed each other. I don't know, do you feel the same way? I wonder if it will be able to resonate with you? I wonder if I can make you like it? Anyway, we've been here five years now. In the past five years, you have suffered so much for me and suffered so much; in the past five years, you have suffered so many grievances and been criticized so much for me. All of this is in my eyes and in my heart. Here, I sincerely apologize! All of these are because of your brother. I ask for your forgiveness.

Dearest little sister, ever since I received your letter on August 9th, I have read it again and again. Every word in the letter was filled with longing and love for me. Thus, the letters written by the little sister were something that I could not let go of. What moved me even more was that little sister had told me many times that she would not write to me again in the future. But you can break through all the obstacles, cross all the obstacles, then resolutely pick up the pen and write me a reply. You say, can I not be touched by this? Can I not weep for it? Can I not be happy for having such a good sister who knows how to be in pain? To be honest, my tears can't be shed under normal circumstances. But your passion; your fiery heart; your touching words; your simple and natural words, let me see them, and I could not help but shed tears of emotion.

Since little sister has already picked up a pen, I hope that you can write me a reply under certain conditions. If there were no conditions, he couldn't force it. Alright, big brother is so long-winded today. You might get annoyed after reading it. I would like to make your comments and suggestions, which I will improve on later.

I wish little sister eternal youth and a wide smile!

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Salute

Your brother

9 September 1992, 11: 40 PM

After reading Zi Peng's letter, Lixia was deeply moved. She was so touched that her blood boiled and hot tears rolled down her cheeks.

That's right! She had written him a reply on August 9, but he had replied so quickly. In terms of time, it had only been a month, which she had not expected. Therefore, she was overjoyed.

He wrote back to the spring, to the summer, to the autumn. How could she forget the roads she had taken with him? But his memories were real; his memories were complete. In particular, he recalls a great deal of poetry in his letters; a great deal of poetry to express his thoughts and hopes; and a great deal of poetry to illustrate the beauty and sweetness of love. In the way he remembered, she was the favorite. She had a strong influence on his love poems. Therefore, she not only liked the letters he wrote, but also the poems he wrote. He also praised her, praised her, praised her, praised her in his letters and poems. How could she not be moved by such a good brother? As she thought of this, her eyes once again filled with tears …