So warmFuck you! Help me, you fucking hippie!But actually, when they were ganging up on Honda Kiku he wasn't pulling his weight at all. The most he did was kick Kiku once or twice in the shadows, Chiang Yao was the tank of the partyBasically he didn't do jackFuck your mother! My gold notes! What are you doing?!Communism, yoThe two Yaos, despite being enemies, cannot help but sigh thinking of the Honda Kiku of yesterdayGo Chiang Go!Translation: Some years ago I cummed inside a young man with a waist like a willow, how movingly graceful! And now poolside beside the river, seeing him fucked a new hole and his pooper losing its rims, how tragic and pitiable! Time flows by, now he's got made into a trap by America, how the fuck am I gonna accept this?Mao Yao was pretty miffed about thisOf course, business goes on as usual. Chiang Yao, the representative, went to Honda's house and accepted the surrender from the now-mistress of AmericaOftentimes he even secretly burned Chiang Yao's propertyHe wore clothes for once"Once a long time ago I planted willows,
and Han-nan swayed with their pliant branches;
now I see them as they lose their leaves,
and the pools of the Yangtze become a sad sight.
If it is so even with trees,
how can one bear it thinking of man?"
The poem "The Barren Tree" 枯樹賦 by Yu Xin 庾信, 6th century Chinese poet. Mao Zedong took a liking to this poem in his later years.
