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People say, "When the daughter who is the best dancer in the world dies, there should be a heavy snowfall in the capital." In the fifth year of Zhaoqing, seven years after I entered the palace, she gave birth to her second son, and the capital faced a heavy snowfall that was rare in thirty years.
I may have been buried with her that winter.
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Short story
Intention: Love and prohibition and the inability to speak