zhang dong liang

from the box where i keep the items of value, pictures, cards, letters galore, i picked up a pink book. and i couldnt resist the urge to peek inside. and as you rightly said, to remember and reminisce the stuff we did, was priceless. barely a fraction, but just a little bit to remind me of not-so-long-ago memory was nice.

thanks ling-yu for being greeat.
hope our paths cross again.