I finally got to touch the bronze goats at Qingyang Palace again. When I came to Chengdu with my mother as a child, the thing that left the deepest impression on me was them. My stomach hurt a little at the time, and my mother said, “Wherever you hurt, touch that part of the goat and it won’t hurt anymore.” I touched the goat’s belly, and sure enough, my stomach stopped hurting. That’s why the memory has stayed with me so vividly.

The male and female bronze goats are still standing at the entrance to the main hall, surrounded by people reaching out to touch them. Nothing has changed—except that I no longer know where my mother is. I truly wish time were only an illusion, so that yesterday could happen again. $BNB
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