
Goodbye, Guangming Village
About This Novel
These stories are not unfamiliar to me. They happened around me. I occasionally look back and feel a little bit above my head. Especially when I drink alcohol on certain occasions at certain times, some intriguing scenes will flash in the back of my head. This scene seems to be sunny. Yes, it must be a sunny early summer morning. The whole world is emitting light. It may be so bright that I can't see them clearly. It blurs my eyes, so that I want to see them clearly, but I can no longer see those people and things clearly. It doesn't matter whether those stories are good or bad, because they feel so bright to me, and I think light can never be bad. This truth "all things grow depends on the sun" has been familiar to me since I was a child, and the sun is the source of light. It has illuminated the growth of the earth for hundreds of millions of years, and the origin of life to this day. He has recorded our history, but has sent this history further and further away, so that my eyes are now blurry. People have always had a spirit of fighting against nature, so that people combined with the humanistic society to record and carry forward those useful experiences, or keep them as records so that they can revisit the life in those "Guangming Villages" when needed. Of course, not everyone is interested in reading these stories, but they may have "minimum" existence value for some people, so please allow me to record them before they are forgotten!
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