Wang Qian (1989.1.6 / Xi'an)
Biography of Wang Qian
Im a Chinese girl and I love poems. They are just like the bones that hold up my flesh powerfully, which give my heart so much room to breathe and bloom.
In my eyes, poems writing is not a Forbidden City, but words in it can play with each other, Chinese characters can exchange some fantastic fun with English dictions when one pictures an English poem with a cross thinking in mind, thus the boundary of languages blurs and the continuation of passion stirs.
It's a big universe.
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