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Missing my brother on New Year’s Eve - Di Mo
Cultural Studies (CCCU)- year 1
Outside the sound of firecrackers has gradually thickened up, Brother, I know you will come back.
Just like when you were alive,
you always come back at the festival time.
Brother, I am still the child,
who hides behind the door to see you secretly, to see you put down the luggage,
to see you conjured out of the huge bag, like a bag of sugar or a toy...
Brother, I know you’re sitting right across from me. I know, you’re looking at me in silence.
I can even hear the hoarse breathing in your throat. As a bad drinker, brother,
today I want to have a good drink with you.
so good time.
so good wine.
why don’t we have a good drink?
Life, but also is a drunk
Brother, let us have a drunken, sober talk with the world. what is life?
what is death?
what is between life and death?
Brother, will you sit there until I become you, until we become eternity.
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