At thirty you stand firm, at forty you have no doubts, at fifty you know your destiny. It feels like something is missing in the rush of life. After thinking about it, what is it? It turns out that it was a literary and artistic dream in the green years. It's just literature and art, but I don't dare to talk about literature. I always feel that literature is something far away from me. Literature? I think of Mr. Lu Xun in middle school textbooks, etc. . .
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
