“When the spring breaks the ice in the Mississippi River, I get up at 5:00 a.m. to row.
The river is veiled with mist, and the water foams and whirls with driftwoods after a heavy rain.
Woosh, the boat dashes like a long-legged insect, cutting the water in a straight line.
Her grandmother used to sing to her: “Life is a river running to the sea, taking in every stream and every drop of rain along its way.
But a neighborhood friend had an illicit copy of “The Little Mermaid.” Ping was smitten.
Persons:
”, “, Wang Ping, ” Ping
Organizations:
driftwoods, .
Locations:
Mississippi, Shanghai, East