Chapter 14 Paper Boat - Sending Mother

I never give up a piece of paper, always keep—keep, Fold them into small boats, and throw them into the sea from the boats. Some were wet by the waves and stuck to the bow. I is still the of not disappointed everyday, always hope one can flow to a place I want it to go. Don't be surprised that it's dreaming for no reason. This is your beloved daughter's tears, thousands of rivers and mountains, I beg it to carry her love and sorrow back home. On August 27, 1923, in the Pacific Ocean. (This article was originally published in "Morning News" on October 4, 1923, and later included in the collection of poems "Spring Water".)