Shang ya!
I want to be your friend
For ever and ever without a break or decay.
When the hills are all flat
And the rivers run dry,
When it lightens and thunders in winter,
When it rains and snows in summer,
When Heaven and Earth mingle —
Not till then will I part from you.
— Anonymous, China, 1st century B.C.
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