Cockcrow Diary

The record of the half-cut copper sword: On the 16th day of the twelfth lunar month in the 75th year of the Republic of China, I was walking on the street and saw a long piece of iron on the ground, so I picked it up. It turned out to be a broken sword, with only the first half, which was much smaller than a normal sword. It was about as long as an adult's hand and two fingers wide. It was stained with rust. If I looked closely, it seemed to have been polished. It must have been polished recently. Damn instinct, I stood up the sword and touched the blade with my thumb. If nothing else, it accidentally bled... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.