A white jade hairpin
It was the token of love Grandpa gave Grandma.
And it
helped me find my love.
“Xuan, from now on, let’s call it Yuan.”
“Sure. Whatever you say, Jin’er.”
A person leaves footprints wherever they go, and a wild goose leaves its cry behind. If you’re reading this, please leave a comment, or I’ll think I’m dreaming. Numbers are fine too. Comments must be at least five characters long, or you’ll lose points.
This isn’t entirely true to history, so I hope you’ll be understanding.
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