Wind and Rain in the Woods
by Yitun
About This Novel
The four seasons in Zhefang, a small town on the border between China and Myanmar, are unknown. Although it is already late autumn, there are no flags held up by yellow leaves. The crops in the fields have long been harvested, but the surrounding fields are still colorful. If it weren't for the bunkers built by the Japanese along the road and the plaster flags sticking out from the bunkers, which destroyed the tranquility and tranquility of the town, this would really be a beautiful and rich place. No wonder thousands of years ago, people called this area "Mengbanasi" - a place as beautiful as heaven. When the sun climbed up to the tops of the phoenix-tailed bamboo trees in front of the door, I suddenly saw a plume of smoke and dust rising from the streets of Zhefang. In the billowing smoke, a car with a Japanese plaster flag on it drove into the town from the direction of Mangshi and stopped in front of the Zhefang Bao Office.
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