The safest road is to turn the head and abandon the boat,
To get through the byway covered with windy green grass along the bank,
To try back to where lights are still shadowing with bunches of tear,
To where …… beside grief.
21/5,2010, afternoon,
in a cab on the way to Nanxun
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