The Story of Searching for Schumann Fier Bone China

Die like a flower,

The only thing you can't forget is,

It's your love for me,

If possible, I will pray to the gods to let you take away my immortal dead branches and kiss them from petals to stumps. If my hatred scares you, please don't be afraid and don't throw away my bone China, because I just hate you. What can compare with the beauty of your face and the tenderness of your deep kiss?

A beautiful love story. Unfortunately, my answer is not what you want. Excuse me!