A name with a gently exotic ring to it, like birdsong, like a grain of sand in the far-off Gobi Desert or the northern steppes, whipped up by the wind, carried by storms, swirling through the sky, travelling, crossing whole countries without knowing quite how, and ending up in the crook of my ear.
In the end we had changed the position of the hands so many times that we had no idea what the time really was. - Sijie Dai
In the end we had changed the position of the hands so many times that we had no idea what the time really was.
- Sijie Dai
It would evidently take more than a political regime, more than dire poverty to stop a woman from wanting to be well-dressed: it was a desire as old … - Sijie Dai
It would evidently take more than a political regime, more than dire poverty to stop a woman from wanting to be well-dressed: it was a desire as old …
Our imagination is dictated by who we are. (198) - Sijie Dai
Our imagination is dictated by who we are. (198)
A name with a gently exotic ring to it, like birdsong, like a grain of sand in the far-off Gobi Desert or the northern steppes, whipped up by the win… - Sijie Dai
A name with a gently exotic ring to it, like birdsong, like a grain of sand in the far-off Gobi Desert or the northern steppes, whipped up by the win…
Calligraphy may well be simply an artistic version of another form, that is the ideograms which make up the poem, but then not only does it reflect t… - Sijie Dai
Calligraphy may well be simply an artistic version of another form, that is the ideograms which make up the poem, but then not only does it reflect t…
In Chinese love stories the one who loves always starts by borrowing a book from the beloved. - Sijie Dai
In Chinese love stories the one who loves always starts by borrowing a book from the beloved.
I was carried away, swept along by the mighty stream of words pouring from the hundreds of pages. To me it was the ultimate book: once you had read i… - Sijie Dai
I was carried away, swept along by the mighty stream of words pouring from the hundreds of pages. To me it was the ultimate book: once you had read i…
A woman's beauty is a treasure beyond price. - Sijie Dai
A woman's beauty is a treasure beyond price.
Without him (Jean-Christophe) I would never have understood the splendour of taking free andindependent action as an individual. Up until this stolen… - Sijie Dai
Without him (Jean-Christophe) I would never have understood the splendour of taking free andindependent action as an individual. Up until this stolen…
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