I don’t know the birthday’s present I posted for Yang is arriving today, or not . But the most important thing , it’s not significant now . Because she was far away , from us , here , and everything …… and , cannot be back forever .

I saw in Louisiana a live-oak growing ,

All along stood it and the moss hung down from the branches ,

Without any companion it grew there uttering joyous leaves of dark green ,

And its look , rude , unbending , lusty , made me think of myself ,

But I wondered how it could utter joyous leaves standing alone there

without its friend near , for I knew I could not ,

And brought it away , and I have placed it in sight in my room ,

It is not needed to remind me as of my own dear friends ,

(For I believe lately I think of little else than of them , )

Yet it remains to me a curious token , it makes me think of manly love ；

For all that , and though the liva-oak glistens there in Louisiana

Solitary in a wide flat space ,

Uttering joyous leaves all its life without a friend or lover near ,

I know very well I could not .

A sad sack had collision of vehicles to Yang’s ,  Yang was far away , but he is well now .He broke her wings , and took her life . He let her soul away from her motherland , and let us losing her . I do want to rush to America , and slaughter that sad sack . Shit , ASS!

Friend fail every day , I want to tell you “ Fears will soon fade away .Smile now , don’t be afraid . Let me whisper in your ear , all I want to do is to spend some time with you ….

You are my sister , FOR EVER ~~~~

I folded several paper cranes in your birthday present for you , hoping you can recieve it in the other world .