In the summer of 1992, Nanjiang City was like a suffocating jar. After three days of suffocation, a heavy rainstorm finally hit the city in the evening.
Big raindrops hit the ground, splashing mud flowers half a foot high. Mixed with the smell of oil smoke from the street food stalls and the rancid smell from the gutter in the corner, it became the most authentic fireworks smell in Nanjiang City.
