Dream falls upon the prosperous. Blue snow.

Author: Phoenix Snow
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Publish Date: 2006-06-05
Features: By the time I was in my senior year, my classmates and friends were busy scrambling for their futures. Formerly inseparable sisters now greeted each other with hurried nods and brief pleasantries before parting ways again. The pressure, like an invisible net, tightened around everyone, gradually making it hard to breathe. I clutched the book in my hands, looked up at the gloomy sky, and felt it was about to rain again. This year's spring had been unusually rainy, giving the air of this usually dry northern city a hint of the dampness typical of the Jiangnan water towns. I am but a small woman, greedy for comfort, wealth, beauty, and afraid of death; I am but a small woman, with long hair but short sightedness, unable to bear the grievances of the nation or family; I am but a small woman, with a bland temperament, cold and indifferent, born that way. As long as I live, there is hope—this is my personal motto. Therefore, I must live, and live well, at any cost.