In the early September courtyard of the Zhong Family Compound, every corner exuded the rich, lingering fragrance of osmanthus. Clusters of golden little flowers crowded together on the branches, swaying gently in the morning breeze.
In two days, Zhong Shu would be leaving home to go to Beijing for university.
She had woken up very early that morning and was sitting on the steps reading a book. This was another edition of the *Three Hundred Song Poems* that Mr. Zhou had recently given her. Compared to the version she had read before, she liked this one much better.
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