Shandandan is Red and Penetrates Nianziwan
by Wu Kejing
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They are all still babies, have you harmed (Northern Shaanxi dialect: understand)? You said that time... When I came to Nianziwan with black hair and sweat, I blocked Gao Fuliang by the stone mill in front of his house, and asked him about some past events from forty years ago, the usually optimistic Gao Fuliang was in a dilemma. He even avoided my eyes, lowered his head and fiddled with the brass suona in his hand. His ten thick fingers, like frightened grass snakes, flicked aimlessly in the suona's eyes. Apparently, my inquiry caused him to sink into memories... The memories made his brows wrinkle. He instinctively opened his mouth, slowly sucked the suona, and roared "Woo-wah" toward the loess under his feet, then raised it up again and continued to play toward the blue and bright sky. Now Gao Fuliang has gray hair.
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