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When Lu Han was busy improving his literary accomplishment, Lin Xi also followed his brother's teaching and began to run to the school library frequently.Except for class time every day, Lin Xi spends her free time in the library reading books, various literary magazines or celebrity biographies. Every time she goes there, she stays by the window for a few hours. The administrator also had to be impressed by this beautiful girl.

Because of staying in the library for a long time, Lin Xi almost only stays in the dormitory at night when she rests, so she spends much less time with her roommates. At the beginning, everyone was a little unaccustomed to the boss’s sudden hard work, and the trouble was a little rusty , but the girls are easy to get along with, and they have a better understanding of Lin Xi's character, so they gradually get used to the boss's early departure and late return.Even led by Lin Xi, the other three people in the dormitory also started to run slowly to the library. I have to say this is a good sign!Seeing that her roommates were also influenced by her to fall in love with reading, Lin Xi sighed in her heart: Sure enough, my brother is the best!You are right to listen to your brother!Everyone loves learning more and more now!

Lin Xi concentrates on studying without any other distractions, so she doesn't know that her image has already been imprinted in someone's heart.So, one day, when Lin Xi was going to read a book as usual, she unexpectedly found that there was a letter on the place where she often stayed.Thinking that this place has already been occupied, Lin Xi was about to change places, who would have thought that Fang Yuan who came with him quickly picked up the envelope and glanced at it, just in time to see Lin Xi written in the addressee column. "Wait a minute, boss, look, this is a letter from someone!"

"My letter?" In addition to my roommates and classmates at school, does anyone else know me?With doubts, Lin Xi opened the envelope anyway.

"You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery,

Viewers are looking at you upstairs.

The bright moon decorates your windows,

You decorate other people's dreams.

--------anonymous"

"Is there anyone else named Wumingshi? But what did this Wumingshi write this poem for me?" Lin Xi was puzzled, did he want to ask me the meaning of this poem?After much deliberation, Lin Xi felt that this was the only possibility. Out of politeness, Lin Xi decided that it would be better for her to reply to the letter.

So Lin Xi took up a pen and wrote on the letter paper: "You stand on the bridge to see the scenery." The relationship between you and the "scenery" is two opposite ends of each other, but the characters and scenery are relatively and interchanged, and they all happen quietly. There is a change, because "the people who look at the scenery look at you upstairs", and you become "the scenery" again.The "scenery" you saw before is not a "scenery" among those who are paying attention to you. "The bright moon adorns your window, and you adorn other people's dreams." At this moment, "you", who never wanted to enjoy the scenery upstairs, subconsciously came to the window to appreciate the brilliance of the bright moon. It has become a "landscape" that haunts other people's dreams—in other people's dreams, "you" is his round of bright moon. An infinitely rich and diverse open system.

"You", "people upstairs", countless "you".Countless "upstairs people".together make up the world. "You" are living your own life, "watching the scenery on the bridge"; "people upstairs" are also living their own lives, "watching you upstairs".After a certain accident, or necessity, you meet.Either leave, or get to know each other, each doing their own thing, with their own dreams, to create this beautiful world together.Or complement each other, depend on each other, decorate each other's "window" and "dream".

Many people and things in the world seem to be independent and irrelevant to each other, like "broken chapters", but in fact they constitute a system that is interrelated, unified and indivisible. , which is an integral part of a larger system.In terms of aesthetics, perhaps only the "fragmented" scenery can be appreciated, just like Venus with a broken arm. (Forgive me, this passage is from Du Niang)

After finishing writing, Lin Xi folded the letter paper, put it back in the envelope as it was, and went on to read, still concentrating as before.Only Fang Yuan, who is at the same table, is really itchy. If I had known earlier, I had read the letter in the boss's hand clearly just now, but now I can only guess in my heart.However, I guess it must be a love letter, otherwise, wouldn't it be possible to say it directly, otherwise why would you write a letter, and the boss replied, does that mean you are still an acquaintance?Is the boss really interested?Then what about that invincible handsome guy last time?Really, what am I struggling with here? I'm so dizzy. Seeing the boss's stable appearance, Fang Yuan can't help sighing: I'm the emperor, don't worry, the eunuch is anxious!

Amid Fangyuan's fidgeting and looking around, the time passed quickly.Lin Xi waved her sleeves as before, without taking a cloud, and left the library leisurely, leaving only the envelope lying alone on the table.Fang Yuan looked at the envelope in bewilderment, then at the figure of the boss, and still rushed to catch up.So, sadly, a gust of wind blew by, and the envelope that could have reached the owner's hand also disappeared with the wind, which also made the owner miss the first written communication with Lin Xi.

In the next few days, Lin Xi found that her roommates always looked at her with weird eyes, and would make some weird smiles from time to time?Lin Xi was very puzzled, but seeing that her roommates didn't disturb her, she didn't ask.However, during this time, the strangest thing was that when I went to the library by myself, I found an envelope on my seat.The content of the second letter is also a poem: the farthest distance in the world from Tagore, the signature is still anonymous, Lin Xi, who is not sure about the other party's intention, thinks that since the other party knows her name, she must also know what she is Now that I'm a major, maybe I want to translate! (This girl who is far away from the Internet doesn't remember that there is such a thing as Baidu!)

So Lin Xi wrote again:

The furthest distance in the world

is not between life and death

but when I stand in front of you

yet you don't know that

I love you

The furthest distance in the world

is not when I stand in front of you

yet you can'tseemylove

but when undoubtedly knowing the love from both

yet cannot be together

The furthest distance in the world

is not being apart while being in love

but when plainly cannot resist the year

yet pretending

you haven't ever been in my heart

The furthest distance in the world

is not you haven ever been in my heart

but using one'sindifferent heart

todiganuncrossableriver

for the one who loves you

Fortunately, the content of the reply letter was not blown away by the wind, so it was lucky to return to the master's hands.The host who received the reply was simply ecstatic. The goddess in my heart replied to me, and she wrote it so affectionately (that is basically a translation), so she must have a good impression of me too!