In the twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China, autumn tigers roasted the sorghum fields in northern Shandong until they were smoking. Fifteen-year-old Lin Mantun stepped on the hot dirt road with his bare feet, holding half a piece of cake in his hand. The sweat beads on the tip of his nose rolled to his lips, making him smack his lips with salt.
Concept: What is it that we love? Patriotism is fundamental.