Wounds of youth

Author: Miao Xiaojun
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Publish Date: 2004-10-01
Features: Every love leaves a wound, making youth increasingly weathered. Every page of text gives you a melancholic beauty. Heartbroken, yet unable to stop reading. Her voice is hoarse, spreading through the night of March. In the transparent sound line, it's like a gentle sandstorm. The setting sun slants over the eaves, she stands in the light and shadow, I can't see her face, but I can feel the sorrow on her face, rippling in the wind. I chase the train, running desperately, my long hair gently flying in the wind. All the helplessness and sorrow merge into a river at that moment, slipping out of my eyes. The little girl selling balloons handed me a watercolor pen, asking me to write blessings on the balloons. I remember what I wrote: A house, two people, three meals a day, wind and rain, four seasons.