Gift of a Thistle

很多年很多年前的某个晚上，在学校旁边的录像厅，我第一次见到了这朵紫蓟花，也第一次听到了这一段音乐。在冰冷的空气，带着一丝颤抖... ...

Gift of a Thistle when the world gave him thorns she give him a thistle when the coldness made his salty cheeks dry she brought tears to his eyes the flower was a brief moment that died the tears watered new roots ...... he kept this flower for twenty years

This is a gift for ma femme.

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Why do you remember this always?