Populus euphratica grows year after year. Even today, at the age of sixty-two, I still cannot describe the love I had when I was twenty-two.
Fortunately for me, the days are sparse and rush in and out.
And you?
How are you doing, how is your health, are you still reading those books, and are you still writing those essays?
What about me?
Do you remember me
Concept: Lily love in the 1970s