Finally, she mused that human existence is as brief as the life of autumn grass, so what was there to fear from taking chances with your life?


Red Sorghum: A Novel of China (1986/1987)


Finally, she mused that human existence is as brief as the life of autumn grass, so what was there to fear from taking chances with your life?

Finally, she mused that human existence is as brief as the life of autumn grass, so what was there to fear from taking chances with your life?

Finally, she mused that human existence is as brief as the life of autumn grass, so what was there to fear from taking chances with your life?

Finally, she mused that human existence is as brief as the life of autumn grass, so what was there to fear from taking chances with your life?