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    Off the coast of Xiamen in Fujian province. Kulangsu (also named Gulangyu) is no longer an ordinary Chinese village. On July 8, it was{#blank#}1{#/blank#}in the UNESCO's World Heritage List(《世界遗产名录》) , It makes China the country with the second most World Heritage Sites in the world with 52.

    The island might be small, but it's{#blank#}2{#/blank#}to many big-name musicians; among them are pianist Xu Feiping and violinist Yang Jing. It also has the highest per capita (人均) ownership of pianos in China. Therefore, it is called China's "Piano Island".

    "Western classical instruments rarely{#blank#}3{#/blank#}in China before the end of the mid-1800s, "explains Robin Goldstein, tourism spokesperson for Kulangsu." Kulangsu used to be a place for Westerners to live and work. Thus they brought{#blank#}4{#/blank#}from Europe. As a result. Kulangsu became one of the first places in China to play and hear Western classical music."

    One day I was reading the newspaper when I noticed a photo of a young woman who looked a lot like Mary and whose last name was Lee— Mary's {#blank#}1{#/blank#} name. "There must be thousands of Lee," I thought, but I wrote to her anyway.

    She called as soon as she got my letter. "Mrs. Tobin!" she said in a(n) {#blank#}2{#/blank#} voice. "I haven't heard from you for years!" Minutes later I heard a voice that I recognized {#blank#}3{#/blank#}, even after 40 years. We laughed and cried and caught on each other's lives.

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