At a spring banquet, I sing a song with a glass of green wine and pay my respects to Chen. The first is that my husband will live a thousand years, the second is that I will be healthy, and the third is that I will be like the swallow on the beam, and we will see each other every year.
——An exercise in handwriting short stories, and a belated Valentine's Day message…
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