Deep in the mountains in the north, an inn called "Qingshan Inn" was renovated from a century-old ruined house. It stands out from the ground, abrupt and offensive, like an intruder. But he is also silent, tolerant, patient and good at listening. People who come here, whether they are its designers, founders, or travelers, no matter whether they are noisy and lively, or frustrated, here, it is like a small gift given by fate - unexpectedly, you will be heard. And these tired travelers may also hear some unexpected sounds, not only the sound of wind, water, birdsong, forest waves, but also some other things related to the soul.
Reader comments
From my personal point of view, this book is really beautiful, like a true story. "On the other side of the mountain" refers to Xiaoshan and Qingshan Inn. The relationship between Xiaoshan and Chu Ming is really touching. They should be together for the rest of their lives. There can be imperfections in the world. The image of Xiaoshan's father is even more profound. From the disgusted image at the beginning, to the image of the old man that appeared later, I was a little puzzled by the previous description, and then finally presented the story completely at that time. Perhaps Xiaoshan, who was 12 years old at the time, didn't understand the situation or his father. The excerpt from Xi Yan at the end is even more touching.
Anyway, I wish you all the best.
Mountain, the name of Qingshan Stack, the name of my deceased wife Xiaoshan, the mountain that my soul carries. The more I read, the dull pain became more and more obvious. Those are unbearable past events, left behind by special years, the pain of youth, family changes, and the shadows and nightmares of life, separation, and death.
From my personal point of view, this book is really beautiful, like a true story. "On the other side of the mountain" refers to Xiaoshan and Qingshan Inn. The relationship between Xiaoshan and Chu Ming is really touching. They should be together for the rest of their lives. There can be imperfections in the world. The image of Xiaoshan's father is even more profound. From the disgusted image at the beginning, to the image of the old man that appeared later, I was a little puzzled by the previous description, and then finally presented the story completely at that time. Perhaps Xiaoshan, who was 12 years old at the time, didn't understand the situation or his father. The excerpt from Xi Yan at the end is even more touching. Anyway, I wish you all the best.
Mountain, the name of Qingshan Stack, the name of my deceased wife Xiaoshan, the mountain that my soul carries. The more I read, the dull pain became more and more obvious. Those are unbearable past events, left behind by special years, the pain of youth, family changes, and the shadows and nightmares of life, separation, and death.