Written for my favorite NANA
When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come, how much do you know about the past? There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland could not bear to look back at the bright moon.
The carved lanterns and jade bricks should still be there, but the beauty has changed. I ask you how much sorrow you can have, it is just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
——Poppy Li Yu
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