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March 30, 2024
I came to Xi'an in a hurry. I just checked into a youth hostel after leaving the train station. The moment I stepped into Mushe, I would have never imagined that the time after that would be so nostalgic. Come to your senses, am I really leaving now? Obviously there was no emotion at all when I first came here. I just felt like it was a youth hostel that was very hygienic and everyone got along well. When did I fall in love with this place? Was it the landlady who picked me up at the door late at night on the first day I came here? Is it the dim lights and misty smoke outside the gate in the dead of night? Is it the unexpected encounters between him and her, or the snacks on the street corner that you never get tired of eating? Is it the bustling Muslim Street or the dimly lit city that never sleeps? When exactly was it, and who was it, cunningly leaving something in a corner that I didn’t notice at the time that I will think about day and night in the future. When you fall in love with a place, your thoughts will never leave your mind easily. When you fall in love with a place, whatever happens there will always be memorable. At a certain moment, it may be the chat in the living room after dinner, it may be "that medicine" in my hand when I have a cold, or it may be an ordinary moment, I understand the sentence: "Actually, the best memory is In the moment, in front of you, and it will be the best time of your life.”
Thank you again Xi'an Mushe~Looking forward to seeing you next time!
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