Sinking down and shouting, or flying.

Author: Zhang Xuesong
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Publish Date: 2004-12-01
Features: I have known Si Su, Mu Tou, and I for one thousand, seven hundred and eighty-two days. In those one thousand, seven hundred and eighty-two days, we skipped classes, fought in gang fights, took blows, and drank heavily until midnight, wandering on highways, smoking and being caught by the police and taken to the detention center. Among those one thousand, seven hundred and eighty-two days, I also met Ding Qi. If it weren’t for her hitting and kicking me to force me to study, my English would still be at Si Su’s level of a child. From the very beginning, when she threw herself into my arms without hesitation, to leaving without reservation, Ding Qi never considered whether she would be hurt or whether she would hurt others. She was always my angel. Mu Tou’s life ended the moment Lu Jia fell from the roof. The words in Mu Tou’s letter resonated in my ears. Are we like this lost because we are young?

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