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I was walking on the road, and she, a stranger to me, put her arms around my neck and called me: "Mr.
My wife, Mrs. Pei, likes laughter, warmth, and starlight at night. When the draft comes on a winter night, she will say, "Master, listen, the red candle is shaking."
And I nodded, because I knew I had no money left to buy red candles, and there were only oil lamps in the house, lighting up the space year after year.
Intention: emotion
