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, ate up to the point of passing out, and wandered the highway at midnight, smoking and being caught by the police. During 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 her 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 echoed in my ears. Are we like this because we are young?
Sinking down and shouting, or flying.
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