I remember fleeing the rebels through dangerous northern canyons, the midnight moon shining bright on narrow P'eng-ya Road. So poor we went on foot, we were embarrassed meeting strangers. A few birds sang in the valleys, but we met no one returning. My daughter was so starved she bit me; she screamed her painful hunger. I clamped her mouth tight, fearful of wolves and tigers. She struggled hard against me, she cried and cried. My son was sympathetic and searched the wilds for food.
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