a poem written more than a thousand times
"In the soul of the world, there's love"
A girl wonders about love. About the soul of the world. Is there such a thing? A common code? A shared thread? She thinks about the ways we celebrate love. Chinese tradition carries centuries of wedding rituals — but in a globalized world, these customs begin to blur. She wonders then: what happens when we forget? Is there something tradition can still tell us about who we are?
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