Li Chu died in the year when he and Mu Qian fell in love the most... At that time, the four seasons began and everything revived... The next year, Mu Qian sat quietly by the window where he could see the loquat tree and closed his eyes forever... At that time, the peach blossoms were scorching, there was a gentle breeze and drizzle... He finally came to a place with his little girl...
There is a loquat tree in the courtyard. My wife planted it the year she died. It is now as tall as a canopy.
——"Xiang Ji Xuan Zhi"
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