Peach and plum bloss

Yang Ge pushed his tricycle, following the flow of people out of the county.,After turning several corners, the path became increasingly rugged, yet Yang Ge's footsteps grew lighter. The heavy tricycle felt as light and nimble in his hands as a wisp of incense.,This necklace was a birthday gift from his mother when he turned thirty-three. She said that because he had a weak constitution, wearing some gold and silver could help stabilize him.。