Last Postgraduate Life (8)

    Another Week.

    Paper works.

    Mislabeled. Need to remove it.

    Things get done in late April.

   

    A humid week in Beijing.

    Lots of old friends come to this city seeking for a future.

    What kind of future? Should be defined? Anyway, it’s new.

    Always try to take heart back to those peaceful dynasty. Enjoy the poem and the art.

   

   

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