The Third Street Where the Wind Lives
by Xu Chang
About This Novel
From Yi'er's perspective, it tells a series of small tragedies staged on "Third Street": the secret of the shoes, Old Man Xu's past, Yu's thoughts and Yi'er's tragedy. While Yi'er was waiting for her father to return, she met a "hair ball" crawling out of the garbage. The "hair ball" looked strange, old and slow. It hid in a flour mill and became Yi'er's emotional sustenance. When her father came back after a long absence, he took the lead in catching and killing "Mao Qiu". Yi'er hid in Old Man Xu's fishing boat and left Third Street.
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Official(3)Scraped 11d ago
The writing style is so great~
Although the story is short, it leaves a lasting aftertaste
They also talk to cats, but they talk less. It is estimated that no one wants to pay attention to them, so they don't talk much. Sometimes, before waking up, vegetable sellers from the countryside would start fighting for their stalls, making noisy noises, and they would talk like they were quarreling and cursing. When the sun stands high, people selling socks, frying melon seeds, and selling bean sprouts at the street stalls are all talking. As soon as they talk, they can make money. 3 Jiajia's - Everyone must wear shoes, just like everyone must hold an umbrella when it rains. I like to look at other people's shoes. When my neighbors ask me "Do I miss my mother," I just look down at their shoes. Their shoes are big, but not huge. Grandpa has a pair of very big shoes, which he only wears when he goes to the Tobacco Bureau to pick up cigarettes on snowy days. He put on his shoes and asked me: Yi'er, do you want to go? He stood
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Official(3)Scraped 11d ago
The writing style is so great~
Although the story is short, it leaves a lasting aftertaste
They also talk to cats, but they talk less. It is estimated that no one wants to pay attention to them, so they don't talk much. Sometimes, before waking up, vegetable sellers from the countryside would start fighting for their stalls, making noisy noises, and they would talk like they were quarreling and cursing. When the sun stands high, people selling socks, frying melon seeds, and selling bean sprouts at the street stalls are all talking. As soon as they talk, they can make money. 3 Jiajia's - Everyone must wear shoes, just like everyone must hold an umbrella when it rains. I like to look at other people's shoes. When my neighbors ask me "Do I miss my mother," I just look down at their shoes. Their shoes are big, but not huge. Grandpa has a pair of very big shoes, which he only wears when he goes to the Tobacco Bureau to pick up cigarettes on snowy days. He put on his shoes and asked me: Yi'er, do you want to go? He stood
