A flower blooms only once in a lifetime

Author: Lian Jian
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Publish Date: 2005-01-01
Features: In my father's study, I divided the calligraphy and paintings equally between my sister and me. She refused, so I gently placed them in her arms and told her: "This is a gift left by our father for us. The love he left us is the same for both of us. Let's keep it as a." When my sister apologized, her voice was soft. We held hands and sat in my father's room, shedding tears. I thought that our tears had nothing to do with whether the calligraphy and paintings were valuable. The greater sorrow was that we both saw the rot growing in each other's hearts, a rot that had hurt our long years of love and affection, yet we didn't know how to remove it. We never mentioned those unpleasant past events again. We had a long life ahead, where we could support and care for each other. That rot would eventually be softened by family love and then buried by the passage of time. Because, when we come here...