“The Bauhinia withers, dusk settles, as it awaits—through the darkest night—the dawn that comes for certain in the future—those some other days, where it once had, once treasured, and once prospered.” This is a poem in English titled “Worth aRead more https://www.theepochtimes.com/china/with-soaring-suicide-rate-a-student-bemoans-the-fading-of-hong-kong-5541220