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其实我不想对你恋恋不舍 但什么让我辗转反侧

To be honest, I don't want to be pining for you—but then why am I tossing and turning all night without sleep

Li Keqin and Zhou Shen perform “Like a Knife to the Heart” 《心如刀割》 on episode 5 of Our Song 《我们的歌》

Bonus: post-performance Qin Shen Shen

by Seamus Heaney

I was six when I first saw kittens drown. Dan Taggart pitched them, 'the scraggy wee shits', Into a bucket; a frail metal sound,

Soft paws scraping like mad. But their tiny din Was soon soused. They were slung on the snout Of the pump and the water pumped in.

'Sure, isn't it better for them now?' Dan said. Like wet gloves they bobbed and shone till he sluiced  Them out on the dunghill, glossy and dead.

Suddenly frightened, for days I sadly hung Round the yard, watching the three sogged remains Turn mealy and crisp as old summer dung

Until I forgot them. But the fear came back When Dan trapped big rats, snared rabbits, shot crows, Or, with a sickening tug, pulled old hens' necks.

Still, living displaces false sentiments And now, when shrill pups are prodded to drown I just shrug, 'Blood pups.' It makes sense: