God closes the door here and opens the window there. -About sunshine and hope.
The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to look for light. -Gu Cheng: "A Generation"
The window of summer night
The wind is fine, cicadas sing in the sun, and dogs bark on the threshing floor at night.
Yao Sixing can't forget the moon in particular, and occasionally fireflies cross the wall.
The Great Wall of Wan Li is just a few steps away.
Empty hatred of rice paper, Huimo began to dry and cry again.
-from the soul of Datura under the banyan tree.
The color of neon lights, the sound of cars and the smell of bars. Only in this way can we know the personality of a city.
Dazzling light color, breathing car sound, ambiguous wine smell. Cities are like lovers of the masses.
-from the soul of Datura under the banyan tree "Fighting at Night"