Yao Beina, a bright singer from my hometown, died of breast cancer at 33. Her donated retina helped several people to see this world she departed.
Her songs, every now and then, bring my wife and me back to our birthplace, to the misty rain on the south side of the Yangtze. A yellow crane flapping far away beyond the horizon. I feel her soul is hidden somewhere among the stars.
her song crackling