Peach and plum bloss

The tall figure just smiled and continued wiping the table and chairs, ignoring his words.,After turning several corners, the path became increasingly rugged, yet Yang Ge's footsteps grew lighter. The heavy tricycle felt as light and nimble in his hands as a wisp of incense.,One can only imagine how many times this elderly man, who needs a cane to walk, must have dived back and forth in the swirling waters of that river in order to retrieve those two objects.。