Walking
with
Father:
For
Yuan
Hongqi
One
thing
I
forgot
to
mention,
Dad
Is
I
intentionally
moved
either
before
Or
behind
you,
each
time
we
happened
To
be
walking
together.
That
way,
you
could
Neither
pinch
my
arm
not
slap
my
face
So
readily;
otherwise,
you
would
have
to
Embarrass
yourself
if
you
ran
forward
Or
waited
to
do
so,
as
you
tried
to
Educate
me
in
anger.
Since
my
departure
From
my
home
town
beyond
the
pacific
How
often
have
I
hoped
to
walk
again,
just
once
Side
by
side
with
you,
getting
or
offering
support
Whenever
either
of
us
needed
it
But
now
I
could
only
follow
your
footprints
behind
Step
by
step,
while
you
wait
to
beat
me
in
heaven,
smiling
By
yuan
changming
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