Virtue of the peach blossom

Author: Zhao Zhao
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Publish Date: 2002-04-01
Features: But, I never forgot, in the twilight of my youthful days, we kissed on the deserted sports field. It was summer then, the sunset stretched the shadows of the two of us very long. The asphalt playground had numerous large, cracked lines. I never forgot, the poems he wrote to me. If one day / all my hair turns white / I would tell my child / the wrinkles on my face / is because of your grandmother / even if this grandmother is not you / I would still say / there is someone / whom I will love forever.