Xiao Jing, many years later, as I hold you again, I think of how you walked past my window bent over that year. That's when I fell in love with you, even though everyone said we weren't right for each other.
Minister, many years later, as you hold me, I think of how you played a leaf like a whistle beside the rubbish dump that year. That's when I fell in love with you, and so I walked past your window every day, even though many people said we weren't right for each other.
Not bad, not bad, come on!!!
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