A homely mug of barley to warm my soul.
Belated news of the death of someone I never knew, but was so dear in other hearts, which sent me into shivers of gloom and sympathy.
Sad stories of life, which touched my heart in all the right places.
Heartaches. Stirring in me all the nuances of emotions that only Chinese prose can do.
And,
a green, neglected pharmacology book.
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