Let's steal horses. That's what he said, standing at the door of the cabin when my father and I came here to spend the summer. That was one day in early July 1948. I'm 15 years old.
"Going Out to Steal Horses" was written by the 67-year-old Chuande. This man who lost his love and lost interest in talking to others came to a forest cabin on the border of Norway alone with a dog. He plans to put the past far away and spend the rest of his life here peacefully. A chance encounter with a neighbor effortlessly reminded him of the summer he spent with his father in the mountains and forests when he was 15 years old. This is a memory Chuan De never wants to recall and face. In that summer, he forever lost his good friend John, who went on an adventure to steal horses with him, and never saw his father again, and the fate of the rest of his life was forever doomed.
This moving story, full of silence and melancholy, not only conveys virtue, but also contains the things that everyone must
