There is a Chinese Sophora japonica in one hospital, and I have been guarding it for half my life.
When the locust trees bloomed that year, we were separated forever.
She waited for seventy-four years, her hair turned gray, and she only kept her engagement and thoughts.
The young grandson witnessed the grand occasion of the martyrs' return to the country, and determined to dress up in military uniform as a soldier of honor and take his grandfather's soul back to his homeland for his grandmother.
The mountains and rivers lived up to their wait, and the loyal soul finally returned home. Huai spent the rest of her life waiting for her to return home, and her life-long obsession was fulfilled.
