
About This Novel
"I saw distant clouds steaming on the sea, gurgling clear streams rushing in the mountains, white horses galloping in the boundless wilderness, the sky full of poplar flowers beside the flower stream, stuffed with wind dust and gravel, and you, with deep eyes, white shirt still, smiling like the spring breeze, walking towards me."
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