冰玉兔2019-06-07 14:46:15

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HEARING HER ILLNESS FROM HER VOICE

MUST GET ALONG—BE TIGER VIRGIN

Walking in the alley, my feet are light and my steps quick. Occasionally I pause to admire the qiangwei roses, both yellow and pink, climbing over the brick wall from inside the residents’ courtyards. It is hot in the narrow alley; the tree branches peering over the wall provide only occasional shades.