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"In the days you have been away, I often think of the time we spent together, those beautiful memories that will forever shine brightly in my life." My eyes gradually filled with tears, and everything before me became blurry. "Li Shangyin, I miss you immensely. I miss your smile, I miss your talent, I miss everything about you."
"If I could, I would truly want to sprout wings and fly to your side, reminiscing about the past together."
"But I cannot; I can only send this pair of koi fish to convey my greetings to you, hoping that you are well."
After reading the letter, I was already in tears. Linghu Tiao, I miss you too.
I want to tell you that everything is fine with me; I don't want you to worry. But am I really okay? Living apart is difficult, and longing follows me like a shadow.
No, I cannot tell you these things. I don't want you to worry about me or feel sad. I can only silently endure it all, hoping that one day we can reunite and reminisce about those wonderful times.
I wiped my tears, picked up paper and pen, and began to write back to Linghu Tiao. "Linghu Tiao, as if seeing you in person. Your letter has been received; thank you for your concern."
"I am doing well; I just miss you a bit. I hope we can reunite soon and reminisce about the past."
"Take care; looking forward to our reunion."
After finishing the letter, I carefully sealed the envelope and handed it to the messenger.
I hope Linghu Tiao can feel my longing and understand my anticipation. I look forward to the day when we can meet again and recall those beautiful memories together.
As night fell and silence enveloped everything, I sat alone by the window, gazing at the distant Songshan mountains, lost in thought.
Once, I was so full of vigor and talent.
Now, however, at the foot of Songshan, I endure the torment of loneliness and illness.
Yes, I am sick.
It has been a long time.
This illness has tortured me to the point where I cannot sleep, relying solely on medication to get by.
And my money is running out.
In the quiet of the night, I often think back to the beautiful times of the past, remembering the days spent with Linghu Tiao.
How happy we were then, how confident, how full of hope.
But now, I am left alone in this lonely night, reminiscing about the past.
I can't help but recall Linghu Tiao's letter: "If only I could sprout wings and fly to your side, how wonderful that would be."
Indeed, if we could fly to each other's side and reunite, it would be such a happy thing.
Yet, reality is so cruel.
We are separated by distance, relying only on letters to convey our longing for one another.
True friendship can transcend time and space.
I believe that one day, Linghu Tiao and I will be able to meet again and reminisce about those beautiful memories.
I take a deep breath, gather my spirits, pick up my pen and paper, and continue writing my poetry.
"The brocade zither has no reason for its fifty strings; each string evokes thoughts of youth."
"The brocade zither has no reason for its fifty strings; each string evokes thoughts of youth."
I recite this line repeatedly, my longing growing stronger in my heart.
This poem is written for Linghu Tiao as well as for myself.
I look forward to the day he can read this poem and understand my feelings of longing and anticipation.
I believe that day will surely come.
True friendship can overcome all obstacles; even if we are at the ends of the earth, we can still share a piece of blue sky together.
The friendship of a gentleman is as light as water, yet it endures for a long time.
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