" mama , baba and a-ying " I placed the straw dolls I made on snow covered ground. It's chilling but what can a street rat do expect trying to remember those faces who gave me birth.
"Ting " it ringed in my dark alley .
' rattle drum ' I looked towards the sound.
A boy around my age , he have rattle drum . He is forwarding towards me.
Without any thoughts he gave me rattle drum . First gift I have ever gotten in years now ? I guess.
I offered him my brighten smile , his golden eyes widen , and soon he left the alley after he heard " a-zhan " I guess it was his brother.
But he made me happiest that day . Without any expectation and relation . He gave with me something with pure heart I will always remember this and express my gratitude that left unsaid.
When after 8 year I still remember you ' a-zhan ' is that your name ? .
With that white robes and forehead ribbon I guess you are from gusu . Will we meet soon 'a-zhan ' .
I caresses the drum , my precious treasure.
"A-xian , we need leave for gusu "
"Ahhh coming shijie " a tucked the drum in my luggage and spring off the room . Soon voyage was began. For me every passing minute making me more and more passionate to meet a-zhan . I will look through whole gusu upside-down to find the a-zhan . A-zhan with beautiful golden eyes and white jade skin.
