With every whiff of wind, we greet each other, but no one can understand our words. Y
ou have your bronze limbs and iron trunk, like knives, swords and halberds;
I’ll have my crimson flowers, like signs, heavy and deep, like heroic torches.”
Upon her reciting to here!
The principal was stunned! He nearly shouted ‘f**k’!
Teacher Leng and the middle-aged newspaper editor were also dumbfounded!
Then, more and more parents and 15th Junior High’s teachers began to stare stunned with their mouths agape. It was as if they had seen a ghost!
Cao Mengmeng recited,
“Together we’ll share, the cold tidal waves, storms, and thunderbolts.”
“Together we’ll share the light mist, the colored rainbows.”
“We shall always depend on each other.”
“Only this can be called great love, wherein lies the faith, true and deep!”
“Love—”