Sheng Keyi, A River's Gifts
let me start from the banks of a humble river where my life began and which is the true source of my writing ... a river passing a place not to be found on maps,only known to the people who live there ... all my memories of a joyful childhood and the pains of growing up are intertwined with the river ... she keeps all of my secrets ... the moment of my literary enlightenment ...
This story is so beautifully told, that made me hooked without notice. I have to buy one of her books, any, now, in this moment.
The story is published in NY Times, here you go:
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