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  • My Hometown Dajishaluo
  • Jidi Majia

I admit all pain comes from thereI admit all sorrow comes from thereI admit the unlucky myths seem mysteriousI admit all nights are filled with melancholyI admit bloody battles occur thereI admit my twelve-year-old uncle was sent there by relatives to dieI admit there are bland daysI admit there are traumas left from the pastI admit starry skies above waban houses are extraordinarily  enchantingI admit there are birthsI admit there are deathsI admit naked children are climbing on the adobe wallsI admit there are everyday livesI admit the mothers’ smiles contain sorrowI admit this is the land where I was born and raisedEven if one day I arrive in majestic ShimamahaI’ll be crying as I return to her bosom [End Page 57]

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