A thousand splendid suns

this is the book that i claimed not touching at beginning and in the end, full of tears...there is a place in the world that really needs thousand splendid suns, thousands thousands of them, please, give to them, warm their heart, brighten their life, heal their wounds...  

the book is so beautifully written, soft, musically, all the words and letters seem flying out of a piano...wish it only sing cheerful songs, sing the love, not sorrow, but it turns out it is extremely cruel

extremely, too much, unbearable, so many hurts, so many death...i don't know how the author can sustain this when he was writing, men is tough, even at writing


One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs,
Or the thousand splendid suns that hid behind her walls.
--khaled Hosseini