Dear $N, Double Ninth is here again. Have you climbed high, drunk wine, admired chrysanthemums, and pinned co…
Dear $N,
Double Ninth is here again. Have you climbed high, drunk wine, admired chrysanthemums, and pinned cornel twigs?
Poets often write of wearing cornel in their hair, for it wards off evil and chills.
This year, my cornel grew untouched by mischievous children, lusher than ever. As you are alone in distant lands, I have sent a sprig to grace your festival.
Take care and return soon.