Yuzhui grows old while reading
Aging gracefully while reading
When I was twenty years old, I went to Fenghuang for the first time, not for the beautiful scenery of the ancient town, but just to meet Mr. Huang Shuiyu, who occasionally lived in Duocaolou.
The season is approaching, the Tuojiang River is roaring, and the misty waves are dim and it is hard to find a letter. After struggling for several days, I still couldn't wait for the person I wanted to see. I am alone in the cold noodles, full of loss. I accidentally walked into a bookstore, which was full of text works by Mr. Shen Congwen. There was nowhere to go, so I had to look for Japanese books in a corner. After two. Out of control.
On the day of return, I felt that something important had been left behind in the city. After thinking about it for a long time, I went to the bookstore in the alley and bought a copy of Border Town, which was turning yellow. This border town with the small dark blue seal is still lying in my bookcase - it not only allowed me to find some compensation for the unsuccessful trip, but also made me miss my twenty-year-old self in the future.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
